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but these are days we dream about

when the sunlight paints us gold

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now that it's june we'll sleep out in the garden and if it rains we'll just sink into the mud where it is quiet and much cooler than the house is and there's no clocks or phones to wake us up because i have learned that nothing is as pressing as the one who is pressing would like you to believe and i'm content to walk a little slower because there is nowhere that i really need to be and i find that life is easier when it's just a blur with no details to confuse who or what or where i was so when the ending comes the full regret will seem obscure but these are days we dream about when the sunlight paints us gold and this apartment could not be prettier as we danced up there alone and this tv's old the color's fucked do you see the difference in the shades but the green's still close to green my love and i believe we are the same and we'll stay like this all gold and green the light collects and projects your heart on a movie screen and if you close your eyes we will always be the way we were that night you crawled inside of me and you slept in my blood the way you sleep now when the quietest hush has consumed this house and when the doctors have gone and you sweat through the bed with the pictures and pills that pile around your head just rest now and in a moment you'll know everything was it all a dream it's too vague now to recount an outline of the one you love in a life that was that no longer will be stands above you as you sleep