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• Artiste: Danielle Ate The Sandwich
• Titre: Where I'll Be
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I'm drunk on puddles laying thick inside the gutters lined with leaves and some unfortunate fourth grader's math homework flew away and I'm set on sinking sure of nothing short of flapjacks stacked high in the morning we'll have breakfast and by these rules I choose to live and die so sweet the water from the faucet drips into the bowl where porcelain lovers brace the curves of where I put my cereal and I'm carving marble with the marks left by my boots casting shadows unsuccessful in their efforts to go where I dont move and I will leave you in the springtime send your letters to Colorado and so your bridges mock the water bragging strength and spilling wide and underground your tunnels hum with trains that trust the tracks they ride and I will leave you in the springtime when your flowers bloom and windows open to busy streets so full of people passing by I'll be sad to say all of these goodbyes but I'll never know just what it means to be in your arms when the birds are singing and the sun is brighter than before and the heat is all there is to breath I'm going home to someone that I once knew the licorice lips of women kept in stockings and skirts too high honk after cars of business men still breathing air but not alive and the Jezebels and jokermen paint colours on eighth avenue and I'm chasing cracks on sidewalk paths to know I can still move and I will leave you in the springtime send your letters to Colorado where I'll be where I'll be where I'll be