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There was trouble in the air
But, it had nothing to do
With me and you
So we walked 
Hand in hand 
Past the pine trees and
The ferns unfurling
Looking for

There was trouble in the air
But, it had nothing to do
With me and you
So we walked 
Hand in hand 
Past the pine trees and
The ferns unfurling
Looking for

There was trouble in the air
But, it had nothing to do
With me and you
So we walked 
Hand in hand 
Past the pine trees and
The ferns unfurling
Looking for

empty that her lips are tracing			
Constantly she stares ahead
Where's my Bill that's what she said
Tea is waiting two cups set
Come on in Bill where've

like roots to ferns
And hooks to N.E.R.D.s
I'm grinding, innocently smiling
Eyes blinding
Like an eclipse when these lips start unwinding
Rap game mad

aus jedem Blumenstern!
Trüg’ es der Duft zu ihr von nah und fern!
Ihr Wogen, könnt ihr nichts als Räder treiben?
Dein ist mein Herz, und soll es ewig

on the way over the chained link
Bit through his lip image spit on the stained sink
Potting hits the floor they're hiding some are peeking
But the distance

They say 
Life finds 
A way 
Well not here 
Not today 

Who knew 
There could be 
Such a place 
As this 
No bugs 
No ferns to kiss 
One puddle

Handless fingers of the bracken fern
All gone gold, dressed in the cold
Cracked and dry lips as they close and open
A bitter sweet red, you went

the wind
Let me speaking by your lips
Fern will guide you to de-spell
While I brush my long green hair

I am living on horizons, on the lakes and lawn
I am

Crawling in my Night Valley
Ferns like scythes tear my skin
Dense sweat and cold blood
Dribbling down my knees

You, shadow in the dark
You're

of a wonderful kid who's emotion can kid you
Being fucked with lotion and trojan, put the masks on it fits you
A lip to my dick, i'll bid to that like
A tit

Need to mop the floor with you 

You're a chore nigga 

Dirty to the core nigga 

You a germ nigga 

No seed 

Fern nigga 

Where's my belt? 

Dug your

There was trouble in the air
But, it had nothing to do
With me and you
So we walked 
Hand in hand 
Past the pine trees and
The ferns unfurling
Looking for

my hand
I never want it to end

Pink fern round the oak trees as the golden sun is settin
We share our scars in the memories we spent many years

Inside Out

Alphaville

Salvation

1998

Your hand full of hours, sand from the urns 
A traveling companion, the secret of ferns 
From darkness to darkness, where shall I begin 
When

the likes of him before
Glass was shattered thoroughly and water ceased to pour 
Planes didn't move and the press didn't roar
He spoke through lips that

madly through the trees
But I raised not my gun to her
Just let her come to me, just let her run to me

And as I fell in mossy ferns
As her teeth grabbed

just smokin green like some fern
Yeah, got that new sound watch the tables turn
Yeah
Y'all stay cheesy like some hamburger helper
Rather drink the henney

When you hear that brrr, click, click

Manic Pixie Dream Girl with
The baby pink pearl lips like sugar fish
Splashing 'em like SeaWorld
Click, click,

mary
Edible eating credible medical speaking fellow
My turd scary
Smelling like burnt mary
A word fairy
How did he learn
Where'd he intern
Fern

to hear you singing
Now all you do is speak
In whispers to the withered ferns
On Devil's Peak

Cargo ship moves across the bay
The Mediterranean is ages

Is that your smile, or is that sunlight through the trees
Was that your sigh, or just a gentle breeze
Are these your lips, or rolling waves upon

The poem is an essay that lacked rigour
The name is a flavour on the lips
Your beauty's a finger on the trigger
Gonna let it slip

Do you wanna be