Curly Screamfried Gnoarcoholics - Fairytale, waiting to happen

Circling down octarine rainbows
Playful feet unsoiled from earth
Right until we lock in places
Never flinching, ever lasting

Running down a path of flowers
Tumbeling into the roses
So we tear up, us believers
Gazing on creation's girth

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Whenever i sing of you
the twangest thing i can do
is quaver
Until i mock your praise,
We can embrace our gaze
and sliver
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Craving beauty, that, we came for
Headlights on, let's be amazing
Sharing tales to be remembered
In and out our thoughts are phasing

Move like water dropped in sunlight
Smile in circles, eyes like boulders
Hearts of diamonds, crazy happy
Ever after hour is set now

And as soon as i remember
I will know you're nothing more, but
fragranced pictures, neatly seated
bolted on a nutshell's door

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Whenever i sing for you
the thing that i need to do
is truly be, what i can see
when walls of silence fall