Thassu-fication

Somewhere in between this ocean and mountainside
I have this dream
I think of it still sometimes
I know it’s just the season
I sense no time or reason

The sky falls down; it’s evening
The feeling goes; it’s leaving
Miles until this desert brings me back to your face
Those eyes you know I think of them still sometimes

But you’re away in Eden
And I’m still here the heathen
This times for real, we’re even
We do this for the season

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