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Semi-Indulgent Moon Bounce

I am if not a man of routine A glass half full is a still a big spill if it tips I can't believe you’d let those words slip So make like Pluto and demote yourself That's only something you'd say While imagining someone else The floodgates were opened and now it's time to build a dam And remember the patterns of the river if you can You can't recite your own phone number but let's see if you can focus on what I deem important Keep wearing your wardrobe like stained glass; Better hanging up and subtly religious I filed my petition to make you a God, with almost enough signatures But the town atheists caught wind and didn't bother So here I am, still struggling to look at you as an equal A middle ground is what we're not tracking And my moral compass is still locating I know you'd be the archer if I'd let you Help me find north, and put your arrow right through the rose you gifted me And leave it hanging there, impaled on the moss side of the tree And if you need a huntsman to provide for you, let it be me What does it mean if when I get close to you, My logic compass needs to recalibrate? I don't know if I believe in soulmates, But silence would be yours, instead of me of course I still can't piece together how I watched you sleep, But somehow you left through the door I had open just a crack NASA called, They want their aerodynamics back So make like a scientologist and remove yourself from our created environment I hope time travel is real So I can see this all unfold again I really love the part where we made everyone invested I'm so stuck in my head trying to watch it all unfold again I really love the part where we made everyone wonder what was said And I have to say, what's in my head does the trick sometimes It's not you in the flesh, But I try to be a glass half full kind of guy

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