dxoigmn**subterranean homsick alien/.
the breath of the morning i keep forgetting. The small of the warm summer air. I Live
in a town where you can't smell a thing, you wastch your feet for cracks in the pavement.
Up above aliens hover making home movies for the foLks back home, of all these wierd
creatures who Lock up their spirits, drill holes in themseLves and Live for their secrets.
They're all up-tight.
I wish that they'd swoop down in a country Lane, late at night when im driving. Take me
on board their beautiful ship, show me the world as id Love to see it. I'd teLL aLL my friends but
they'd never believe, they'd think that i'd finaLLy Lost it compLeteLy.I'd show them the stars and
the meaning of Life. Theyd shut my away.
But i'd be alright. i'm just up-tight.
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