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Brand New Colony lyrics
I'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit like a perfect gentleman.
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick where you will sit and contemplate your day.
I'll be the water wings that save you if you start drowning in an open tap when your judgment's on the brink.
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back as you're lying there, drifting off to sleep...
I'll be the platform shoes; undo what heredity's done to you:
you won't have to strain to look into my eyes.
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat with the collar up so you won't catch a cold.
I want to take you far from the cynics in this town and kiss you on the mouth.
We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene, start a brand new colony.
Where everything will change, we'll give ourselves new names. Identities erased.
The sun will heat the grounds, under our bare feet in this brand new colony.
This Brand new colony...
Everything will change, Ooo ooo...
Everything will change, Ooo ooo...
Everything will change, Ooo ooo...
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick where you will sit and contemplate your day.
I'll be the water wings that save you if you start drowning in an open tap when your judgment's on the brink.
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back as you're lying there, drifting off to sleep...
I'll be the platform shoes; undo what heredity's done to you:
you won't have to strain to look into my eyes.
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat with the collar up so you won't catch a cold.
I want to take you far from the cynics in this town and kiss you on the mouth.
We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene, start a brand new colony.
Where everything will change, we'll give ourselves new names. Identities erased.
The sun will heat the grounds, under our bare feet in this brand new colony.
This Brand new colony...
Everything will change, Ooo ooo...
Everything will change, Ooo ooo...
Everything will change, Ooo ooo...
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Imaginary/visionary shopping list for myself (in no way a wishlist, nono)
- Black bag
- Chunky necklace (i'm imagining semi-precious stones or glass)
- Denim jacket (feminine cut)
- Flora print
- Lampwork / glass bead pendants (like this)
- Oxidised metal earrings (preferably the leaf ones gg at $22 at the bead hub in sunshine plaza)
- Paisley print
- Red (and other intense colour) tank top
- Things with tendril design
- Washi
- Yellow buttery leather (tote?) bag
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