oh if I could see your eyes, darlin.your eyes.
well I could teach your mind to be wise, darlin.
your mind to be wise.
if you're a lover, hunny,
why are you pushing passion to the side?
if you're a lover, sweety,
take off that silly disguise.
Open up your mind to
this time,
this time.
We'll see what we can rise,
we can rise.
There are blue skies, baby,
waiting on our compromise;
blue skies that are always
awaiting new birds to arise.
Why is it called a good bye
when that's usually a lie?
*title from "Beauty in the Breakdown" -The Scene Aesthetic
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