Just Hanging
We’re just here, hanging in a tree
Letting our feet hang down
Sway along with the breeze
A gentle sad song travels
Up the side of the hill
The kind of song one expects to hear
After someone has been killed
We’re just here hanging in a tree,
Hanging by our necks
Necklaces of rope, coloring faces
Blue and green
Swaying with a dead breeze
A song sings of death, of you and me
We’re just hanging here
Together, forever
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ehhhh, my eyes hurt TAT i need to wear glasses more often, but they're a pain to clean... anyone know a good way to clean them that keeps them clean?
