Texty:
Gods Reflex

candor entraps your willing eyes emit conclude arise the sound's in my heart i couldn't believe you could still exalt it when i never asked for you to

careering. the caesar cut: salvation for receding hairlines who hid the telegraphs and set their all in trophy cases of the past? forget the way you

a sigh. the spins. a dorm room. ridiculous. "i got lost somewhere between sleep and twenty three it came so easily to some: the talking, kissing, drinking

all this reason demands an action in truth with all this talk on arriving are you leaving so soon? last night i had a dream and you were right there

last to know again and this time i forgot what i had promised you i would always say because the real me isnt quite so portable, but it sure knows how

keep this ship coming and going after rain align the stars to your eyes to mind these sights are our tonight if you could read my every breath.. i didnt

you could go to bed a thousand times but that's not you would he like it to be? you could never reap up so much wheat until you've died. well have you

and your split lip kissing routine slipped listless on the crowd christmas light parade lights up porous hands and mouths and you're in the lambent evening

she was trying to pin me with wet willy wet naps lost caps keep back dry and ears safe from sidewalks the fourth of july to me his suggestive slugs and