A man and his girlfriend are walking home. It's nearly twilight and the stars are fading. The man
Is lost in his own thoughts.
Platinum dawn The ambiance I feel You coming on There you are. I'm never wrong Fingernails scratching me Awake from a daydream As platinum dawn slyly slides Across the rosy sky I'm lost by and by I'm grabbing air Thinking of your hair, Soft and long We grow reckless now And younger by the hour Skipping puddles and dodging Thunder showers A platinum dawn celebrated By us two scuffed heals we Danced Teflon strong I'm angry at memories What should have been But DREAMS SUPREME. Sleeping in the day I stirred awake it's night Spare me please, baby It's causing some headaches And continuous complicated Conclusions I can't.... I can Barely function enough assumption Silky at the moon, but it's almost Fabled fabric's favorite festive afternoon Hours coming on In spite of all your perfections A perfect fairytale CONNECTION BEST DRESSED DIRECTION You are the one for years I've Known wasn't it written in stone? The DARKNESS has no spite tonight As it fades to dawn Every star shines with attitude We find flamboyant gratitude One last time I groan. Are you coming...with me home?
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