Fair thee well and the requiem mix
I got a loan shark and a quick fix,
for those I left behind, in a suit case of fire flies,
find ya, I wanna treat you right,
never leave you beggin and cryin.
Coming down the mountain in a wet carriage,
full speed like a spent marriage.
I got more than enough to keep me whole.
For once Im not slightly out of control.
Got crazy dreams when it breaks morning,
everyday, a requiem.
These morning dreams are just like memories:
Late night, starring through the trees.
I got words for this and the way it fits:
Its all about the light and the sound around it.
Fair thee well and the requiem mix
I got a feather bed and a couple of tricks,
for those I left behind
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