IT MAY NOT BE PRETTY WHITE SLOW FLAKES,
AND WOOLEN MITTENS IN BYRON BAY JUST YET.....
Take your time, hurry up, choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memory.
Memory ah, Memory ah, Memory ah.
Come doused in Mud, soaked in Bleach, as I want you to be.
As a trend, as a friend, as an old Memory ahhh.'
BUT SLOWLY, (VERY SLOWLY), THE SEASONS...THEY ARE A CHANGING!!!!
MAYBE ITS JUST THAT I FINALLY FOUND THE BUTTON ON THE AIR CONDITIONING,
AND PUSHED 'HIGH', AND THE BOXES OF CHARCOAL CHUNKY KNITS,
AND LEATHER GOODS ARE ROLLING IN.....
BUT IM FEELING A BIT CHILLY....
WEARING IT OVERSIZED AND BOYISH..
RIPPED AND STRIPPED....
LAYER...OH LAYERS!!!!
ITS GOING TO BE A FUN SEASON.....
'Come as you are, as you were, as I want you to be.
As a friend, as a friend, as an old Enemy.Take your time, hurry up, choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memory.
Memory ah, Memory ah, Memory ah.
Come doused in Mud, soaked in Bleach, as I want you to be.
As a trend, as a friend, as an old Memory ahhh.'
-nivana
11:11.x
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