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“Stella” The New Year was your falsehood And I was your golden boy You were tipsy I was turvy We fit hand in hand And we ran like power lines Through suburban lands You were my exclamation And I was the hesitation But we were happy with the company Of lost and found and stolen property I hope you're happy with the choices you made But may I ask you this? Do you ever think of the winter? We left unfinished with no concluding words You must've been drunk you weren't talking right You were spouting nonsense left and right, and vomit on my shoes You said happiness was your designated driver And he only had room for him and you Hello, my name is time! I pointed out the window At a sight I thought you'd like Soil packed into the ground To a specified location I should know what I'm walking on It contains a story, it contains a song |