icicle sleeves

there’s a rainbow on your red bicycle
and i see it in your eyes
you wipe your wet nose with your icicle sleeves
and you fold it twice

your eyes: in the middle of the road
your eyes: it’s the same story

you see they’re drowning now
you see they’re all done
you see they’re drowning now
you see there are enough tears

you fall from a stone and i kiss ripe lips
and i follow you home
you wipe tears away with your icicle sleeves
and i say good night

your eyes: they’re closing in the night
your eyes: it’s the same story

you see they’re drowning now
you see they’re all done
you see they’re drowning now
you see there are enough tears

i wonder if you are the same without me
i wonder if you are alive since they said they drowned the sound

you should go and shout it out
you should go and change their views

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