my love has gone away...not back today, 
or tomorrow. weep not sorrow, all things must pass. 

...one day she'll be her own
(rushin' rivers
thread so thin, limitation
dreams with the flying pigs
turbid blue and the drugstores too 
safe in their coats and a in their 
do's yeah smother in our hearts
a pillow to my dots)...one day...

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