mirrorball

[00:04.32] Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me?

[00:30.59] I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones

[00:40.38] These hunters with cell phones

[00:42.65] Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die

[00:47.63] I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you

[00:51.16] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

[00:58.14] I'm setting off, but not without my muse

[01:02.18] What should be over burrowed under my skin

[01:11.90] In heart-stopping waves of hurt

[01:15.89] I've come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze

[01:22.67] Tell me what are my words worth

[01:26.40] Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die

[01:30.39] I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you

[01:33.91] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

[01:41.15] I'm setting off, but not without my muse

[01:46.40] I want auroras and sad prose

[01:52.17] I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet

[02:00.91] 'Cause I haven't moved in years

[02:06.92] And I want you right here

[02:09.68] A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground

[02:15.90] With no one around to tweet it

[02:19.90] While I bathe in cliffside pools

[02:23.90] With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief

[02:30.15] Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die

[02:34.41] I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you

[02:38.15] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

[02:45.19] I'm setting off, but not without my muse

[02:48.90] No, not without you