i watch the objects form in cloudy skies a bat, a pirate ship and then her eyes so i pound a shot down punch my arm and set up a new round till me, myself and i cant concentrate
the clouds conspire to show me what i miss her hair, her cheeks, her lips puckered up to kiss the wind blows drags her nose through her forehead like a horn grows the omen clear but years too late nova scotia`s so damn cold yeah i moved here to give her space drinking stoli to kill my memory theres not enough to lose her face
she poisoned our hometown so i moved a half a world away where frozen winter chokes the color leaving black and white and gray
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