Sugar Dust

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I was dreaming about all the nightsWhen I light up from within,The music of whispers ringing in my ears,Flowing like the brook of life,Tastes sweet like the dust of sugar on the kitchen counter

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I was dreaming about all the nights
When I light up from within,
The music of whispers ringing in my ears,
Flowing like the brook of life,
Tastes sweet like the dust of sugar on the kitchen counter.

It is a miracle to see
How you went through the metamorphosis
From poison ivy to a pink daisy,
Diffusing jouissance in the air
Like the dust of sugar on the kitchen counter.

Going out in the middle of the night
In search of aurora borealis lavender,
Trying to pick out all my favourite planets,
Sticking to your sound like horseshoe magnets
Wandering around everywhere like the dust of sugar on the kitchen counter.

Rain pouring down in a chain of pearls,
The tunes humming like the smell of soil after the showers
And I drown in the equanimity of it,
Gliding through the serenity,
It's indescribable like the dust of sugar on the kitchen counter.

Everything flows in synchrony of the voices,
I fly high like icarus but the sun couldn't burn me,
So high into the land of cirrus clouds,
No sound, it's all around, weird but truly beautiful
Like the dust of sugar on the kitchen counter.

*listen to snow at the beach (ft. Lana Del Ray)

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