All trees are oaks
All birds are blue
In the mountains of a magnet
Are the mountains of you
I'm proud of my genius just like a painter
And dumb like a poet I think I can
I think I can
Just say it from the throats
From the throats of our wrists
With full sets of teeth
Vanilla almond teeth from vanilla almond tea
Spent afternoons, spent afternoons
Measuring time in spoons
Where forget-me-nots and marigolds and other things
That don't get old, that don't get old
But between one june and september
You're all I remember
I'm a lantern, my head a moon
I married a room
I married a room
All trees are oaks
And all birds are blue, I do
What's 80 miles in canada or 18 years in the mountains?
Time, time
A southern run for a late longing to drink
Where all trees are oaks and all birds are blue, I do
Where all trees are oaks
And all birds are blue
I do, I thought everyone was you
Where forget-me-nots and marigolds and other things
That don't get old, well, they get old
But between one june and september
You're all i remember
But i'm a lantern, my head a moon
I married a room
I married a room
Forget-me-nots and marigolds and all the things that don't get old, well thy get old
But between one June and September
You're all I remember
But I'm a lantern, my head a moon
I married a room
I'll keep my hands in order
And what about the air that lies awake
And what about the air, the air that lies awake
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