Cover Glass Shattered
There are some scattered pieces hereFrom different pictures, broken frames
From other memories, like broken tile
Like grass and blue and wind and free
Me on blanket listening to sweet melody
But it's different here when my head is pounding
The dimmly lit still a lightening bolt to my brain
Somebody is eating the poisen I'm dishing out
On a silver platter my dear, on a silver platter
Love love love and sunshine and things
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