Here and There
The air feels like BC, with the heat the breezeThe roads look like Palm Beach, quiet and residential
There's a man with a calamansi fruit headdress, calling to the neighbours
And down the street there are doberman babies for sale
Sometimes I can't remember how I got here
I can't figure out how to keep my feet on the ground
I can't stop thinking about the distance
I can't let everything catch up into one
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