dxoigmn**subterranean homesick alien/.
The breath of the morning i keep forgetting. Yhe smell of warm
summer air. I live
in a town where you can't smell a thing, you watch 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 methe 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 me away.
But i'd be alright. i'm just up-tight.
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