Written by Tabalith – Instagram: taba_lith


Home and to the moon
Back again back again back again
Home is never home
Until you are on the moon –
Of all possible dots of element
It is the moon and she
Sings just for me, and you,
You stand there and say:
I don’t even like her siren song

Oh honey, you taste like 
Porcelain laying dead on
Rivers of mercury 
And so: drive me home
Back back back
And let the moon look 
Down in agony
She will watch me and
I, I 
I will watch myself go 
To sleep without you and
Finally I am, I am, 
I am 

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