dark gap
i still can see the jacarandas
you haven't shut me out enough
don't give me the pleasure of beauty
don't give me the pleasure of knowing the story
i haven't seen your light, though
either
i haven't seen a thing yet
really
the city kids know better
and they always have
it's different out here, they have different faces
i wonder if they see the gap that's reaching from
every coast
i wonder if they know
why every one is going home yet i
am standing here
tell me
what is distance but the absence of where
you should have been
i thought so
i knew it
i felt it
the gap
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hhhhhhhmmmmmm
I really have no clue what this is talking about.
But I simply like the word picture it paints in my head.
deep blues greens and blacks... the gap...
hhhhhhhhmmmmmm I like it.
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me too
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