The small hill
And saw your covered eyes.
With charlatan
And caramel.
Some turmeric
And graveyard bells.
The fall expected
And the spring.
But not in that order.
Your rules not respected,
You spoke twice.
It didn't take that long
To know I'd dug my
Heels in.
The glimmer of hope
The fog and the sunrise.
I walked in and I saw
Your eyes. Your eyes.
With charlatan
And caramel.
Some turmeric
And graveyard bells.
Morning comes twice.
Morning comes twice.
With charlatan
And caramel.
Some turmeric
And graveyard bells.
Tin cups with stale water
Visions I forgot after
I knew the lies.
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