manuel of la brea

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manuel

manuel,

i couldn’t sleep thinking about you,
but it was fun to think about you too.

the night before you came back,
i think i didn’t sleep at all,

or i don’t know if it’s mixed up in a dream
about sleeping, about not sleeping.

by sleeping, you’re in my dreams.
by not sleeping, you’re in my dreams.

because i couldn’t wait for the day—
i couldn’t wait for you to come back.

and it seemed as though
every day and night

would be alright when you
came home again

for me.