Blissfully Unaware from Rope's Wing by Bucolic

We stood back gazing wondering just when we'd see waning green
A flight out west sent both of my lovers off into their dreams
I swallowed hard and shrunk in size
I know I'm a joke
But fucking up wont help this time
I can't take the rope

A ladder climbed
The taste of lime
And your dried up skin
You beg for cold where your desire
It calms/goes away

When distance breaks a spark and big grey eyes find their lost
You blow your vein or stand in rain and sing stupid songs

Take hope and set fire to me
We always said We'd rather drown than be blissfully unaware

I spent a summer wasting round the clock I could sleep
But all my favorite songs they couldn't get me to speak
On your behalf I ask that you'd be still
Speak your truth
There's wisdom in the way we waste our time in our youth

Take hope and set fire to me
We always said we'd rather drown than be blissfully unaware

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