Strawberries big as a baby's fist
Earth is soft and it yields to pressure
The moon is far too bright to measure
Comets crossing overhead
And I wish that we both were dead
Hard times that you've seen us through
The selfless heart that beats in you
The things you say to comfort me
Your offhand virtuosity
Your pale pink lips, your face flushed red
I wish that we both were dead
Eyes green as watermelon rind
The artless way you speak your mind
New stars were born for us tonight
Old sky pitch black, new moon bone whie
I heard the evil thing you said
And I wish that we both were dead
Late spring rain, cool purple mist Strawberries big as a baby's fist Earth is soft and it yields to pressure The moon is far too bright to measure Comets crossing overhead And I wish that we both were dead Hard times that you've seen us through The selfless heart that beats in you The things you say to comfort me Your offhand virtuosity Your pale pink lips, your face flushed red I wish that we both were dead Eyes green as watermelon rind The artless way you speak your mind New stars were born for us tonight Old sky pitch black, new moon bone whie I heard the evil thing you said And I wish that we both were dead Explain Request ×
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