fake cicadas - fake buildings lyrics
oh, i’m gonna miss this restless place:
the way that the days dive through this magic egg
the smell of the paint on my newly green guitar
the sound of the fake cicadas in the breaking dark
sunday mornings on the porch
feeling full and lazy
sitting in the shorts
that your mother gave me
oh i’m gonna miss this when i’m gone:
the billowy pepper scent of a summer lawn
waking up without that much to do
the day inviting us in like a heated pool
i want to celebrate my friends
who are getting married
who are learning with their little hands
how to speak anew
who are changing shapes and making plans
who are growing older
who have found new dresses
to slip into
oh, i’m gonna miss this when i’m gone
even the moments i did not know to dwell on
even the thoughts that have shaken me awake
i’m glad to have found myself
here, in the round blue sh-ll
of this magic egg
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