Watching Your Lover Sleep
What's that radiating off of you?
an innocence worth dying for?
a solution to the modern bore?
I haven't got the slightest clue
yet you say you've got the cure?
which disease have I given over to?
I guess I'm not so sure
Through measures of practicality
you send away the banality
rummaging through all my drawers
kicking down all my doors
How do you alter my reality?
oh please, I've got the need for more
I refuse to feign spirtuality
even in the face of war.
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