It was days and days and days of rain
until you came along.
cobwebs and dirt and grime and death,
I couldn't sing my song.
The planets were unfocused.
I was lost in a dream,
the clouds were spinning madly.
nothing what it seemed.
Pin the butterfly to the board,
like you pin and mount me,
my heart exposed to
the sun and the sadness
and the rhythm of the sea.
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