
A CHAIR IN THE SMOG
your eyes move, she's your sophisticated design
i was a narrow staircase, she took your eyes
i cant move dreams down a cranky bible design
it sounds like im in your streets moving like a bible
the sound here is long; your emergency is large
it looks like falling dreams in beer
i cant be a childs chair; the car is like a chair
in the smog, she moves your bible; it's 7:30
she's leaving the street; i cant move the bus
she's in your hand like a hand was eyes
a girl says no on lives like furniture
cant move a hand when a hand
donna kuhn 2005
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