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This song is composed of pieces of poems written in old journals (the high part is from last semester, the lower part is from senior year of high school).
It’s called Carry On, Gentlemen. Lyrics: And then I say “Well, nevermind,” and that “I guess it’s not important” and (you) sing about the sun-scape and I scar around the eyes; you’re a star, an astral blinding light to guide the way, but I was not prepared to leave my yard or walk out through the gate. Remember in the Medix when you blew me away? Discharging plastic twenty-twos they sting on skin just the same as on my heart when you were finished (ditched me for a Mr. Skinny). Wish we could have fixed things but at least I know you miss me.
