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Walter Pater

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Dust
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Blades of grass
That shiver as I pass
The worlds asleep but I'm awake
I'm walking home again
 
Morning stars
Left my shoes back at the bar
Didn't know my house was quite this far
So far from anywhere
 
Strange how the ground
Tips upside down
And morning it starts without me
Did I let you down
 
Should I come around
Would that make things better baby
You and I
We get along just fine
 
But oh we both love to be right
It's just not possible
Change your mind or maybe I'll change mine
But either way we don't arrive at something
 
Plausible
I'll see ya round when you're in town
And you can pretend to hate me
All trace of love
 
Has turned to dust
Which I've been collecting lately