her and us

so that was a shot of pure sunshine that sublime symphony of of what they told me the smokes would pass the time or the test of never was much for, but she seemed to have other plans yeah that blue smoke haze it drifts down through the dingy back alley the one with the dumpster round the corner it was pure night hawks out front this place where the shots are cheap and they keep em moving pancakes you name it sky high broad daylight this broad, but still you can feel it couldn’t help but feel like sure I’ve been, we were like that once maybe that joint, the robot made us double shots while we smoked and you talked it was something sweet I think poingniant and loving thats what you said right. And all that’s left is what ‘ I so choose and its like that we stay in an unending