Date: February 7, 2012 @ 5:26 PM
i wanna burst into five hundred blooms
and i wanna trace the world to its grave
wanna trace the world to its grave
i wanna know how it can be saved
stars gaze
at the rising maze
were grazing on
were phasing in
i feel some kind of call every day
and i dont know how long til i answer
it makes my vision a little hazy
nah it makes me a little crazy
like i need to take off my coat
wishing maybe i could float
float on through you
float on with you
potatohead
awesome!! 
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