for roses & cigarettes
i dreamt about your bed
or mine it wasn't clear
just that once (or twice)
do you remember that weekend?
the one where the past was forgotten
when we went over that cliff and
we unravelled into each other
or do you remember this weekend?
the one where we drenched ourselves in rays,
our feet in the ocean...
connecting us to the rest of the world
and each other
this is where we are,
we be,
we see
we make love
i dreamt about your bed
or mine it wasn't clear
just that once (or twice)
do you remember that weekend?
the one where the past was forgotten
when we went over that cliff and
we unravelled into each other
or do you remember this weekend?
the one where we drenched ourselves in rays,
our feet in the ocean...
connecting us to the rest of the world
and each other
this is where we are,
we be,
we see
we make love
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