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Monday, August 25, 2008

"The Sweetest Curse"

The sweetest curse is to watch your eyes
Blow up just like mine
And to know that we really can't help each other
The sweetest curse is to watch your hands
Reach for something sublime
And to know that we never really bother

For passing strangers in the night
The sweetest curse, you’ll get it right
To love our flaw, to love our time
And see through all of their lies

The sweetest curse is to watch your corpse
Getting erased like mine
And to know that we always continue to laugh
The sweetest curse is to watch the grave
The home you’ve left behind
And to know all we've done is a magnet for death

Our lives have now reached sun
That’s one satisfactory guess
The sweetest curse, our matchstick heart
You know it just can’t last

The sweetest curse is to know it all ends
Before we can find a chance
Before all of our tiny human beginnings
The sweetest curse lasted thousands of years
Now it’s a dancing routine
In seconds it'll pass, don’t worry, there’s nothing in it

From all the strangers alive in the rain
We differ none, we’re all the same
The sweetest curse, to watch us go
Into the bright amazing cold

No matter how far we can see
No matter how fast we can run
No matter how high the moon
No matter how low the sun
No matter what's out of their reach
No matter what's only mine
Just sing your song

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