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Black Box

from Bad Year by the superweaks

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One night and I let it go to waste. I can’t complain enough to them, “The girl of all my dreams dreamt next to me but we’re parting now as friends." The afternoon dumps all the wasted words back in my memory. Everything I need stays false as dreams, somewhere inside of me. My heart screams on a need to know basis. A black box of a documented crush. I crash land in a million different places, but you’ll find me on a desert island hiding castles for my dream beneath the underbrush. Daylight and the feelings strike me hard as she heads there out of the scene. Every smile analyzed, every word. What can she mean? I lay down to the echoed sounds of laughter in the chamber of my brain. I lock up all her words and I send them off in my pining-powered plane. My heart screams on a need to know basis. A black box of a documented crush. I crash land in a million different places, but you’ll find me on a desert island hiding castles for my dream beneath the underbrush. And they’re passing me by, the rescue planes soaring remain her name in the sky. The ocean washes softly to the sand beneath my feet, and I start to wonder, “Has she gone under to an island of her own across the sea?”

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from Bad Year, released April 7, 2015

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