You look like home and feel like safe
telephone lines on the hill
mirror your hands, and legs, and waist
keep laying here, lay with me still
At least the dead don't leave their graves
I'll learn from them and lay and wait
Melted wax and coffee grounds
the grounds keeper keeps his nightly rounds
Making sure it all stayed still
You wanted hope but it looked like rape,
ceilings you tried
flooring that's cracked
you begged for blue but it faded black
At least the dead won't leave their graves
You'd feel much better in your resting place
Pills and hash and pistol rounds
the gatekeepers want their favorite nouns
they're gonna make it all stay still
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