Hello idle rattling

Heyo sup idle chattlings

They rumble upside your head

Calling London's falling

The game not the clash

So sit here on the dandelion tea

While this liver does not dry up like a raisin in the sun
But defers her dreams
To the ether winds

And tuck them away and no I won't leave while they try to fall asleep as the sun tries to ho down faster

Jesus wept.

Wept a whole ocean for us
Night time swimmers

And. I love him. And she is my only husband. And he will birth my baby as the world turns to look back all they'll see is increasing ugly
But the tele-winds tell a different story
Of how the decomposition made things so boring
That man let loose their hands
And went forward not knowing
That finally w could die
And decomposing was the most beautiful part