sparks
psyki
when
i
see
you
smile
when
i
sing
i
know
you're
not
hearing
the
words
i
sing
and
your
eyes
whisper
as
my
mind
tries
to
process
this
information
and
now
i
can't
say
that
i
am
here
right
now
and
in
all
my
dreams
you
are
the
pretty
girl
with
a
pink
dress
and
shoes
and
your
bright
hair
shines
in
the
sunlight
while
i
explain
all
my
thoughts
you're
connecting
the
dots
on
my
back
with
your
teeth
so
if
i
steal
your
heart
and
your
socks
and
put
them
in
a
box
of
frosted
flakes
that
I'll
keep
hidden
while
i'm
asleep
on
your
front
porch
in
the
shade
from
the
treehouse
you
made
when
you
were
nine
with
some
sticks
and
a
very
strange
mix
of
nails
and
glue
and
your
tongue
and
your
sister's
left
lung
that
you
loved
will
you
cry
hey
what's
that
sound
i
hear
it's
ringing
in
my
head
so
clear
i'd
like
to
sing
a
song
for
you
but
someone
else
is
talking
through
my
mouth
and
now
i
cannot
say
i
like
it
when
i
feel
this
way
perhaps
i'll
never
understand
why
i
am
never
happy
and
okay
unless
i
need
to
pour
my
tears
out
on
the
pavement
for
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
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