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Pick a word no one knows,
mark it on your tombstone.

Time will pass, friends won't last,
washing off the meaning.

Trying not to be cruel,
drowning rats in the city pool.

Riot gear hanging up,
in the metal lockers.

If you move,
they will shoot
stars into your eyelids.

Looking up at the sky,
as if the clouds would answer why.

We've all got someone to lose,
but when you've lost them,
there ain't nothing you can do.

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from Drawing Heaven from Memory, released December 25, 2019

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