Darjeeling
hit you in the solar plexus
situation so damn precious
scenes pass sooner than expected
hourglass with a crack as predicted
seasons crossfade with a shoulder curve
celsius touch colder on nerves
strike a chord g minor
define a vibe escape words through a finer sift
I need an energy shift think different
gift shops call it a day the town glistening
flowing down a current with no frame of reference
my heart screams ayo, who's listening?
lapis creeps on a one-way street
pedestrians glued to the screen, and discrete
headphones in-earbuds blasting tunes
kids retreat to change in cocoons
man, looking for night out
got spots where our folks work so we dine out,
update my lyrics and
kill it so hard make my old songs sound better
you can meet me at meme antenna on bedford ave
a quick fix in the mall, drink at supercore
and we're rocking a set at bpm, brooklyn
icewater on the decks, good lookin'
out and about
my mind is everywhere
as you can tell but you can take me there
to a place without a doubt or care
cause anything good comes in pairs
grip your text in my palm
called upon, yeah calm before the storm
pick you up at eleven at times square
I know, we gotta go up go upstairs
too late to reminisce
but you can't help miss
like Roy did Pris and gave her a last kiss
on the premise that data on disc is
running a risk and you hope that
the error is fixed on site despite, an effort last ditch
to save a sunny day
summer's gone and fall is here to stay
rent free, pick targets to shoot the cool breeze
while bathing the tea leaves in a cup of my mind
on a cusp to find and conceive an idea whose time has come
my dear when this battle is won
the nights we fought, time wasted wasn't for naught
fault lines crossed, foul balls caught
and I'm ready so we ought to
design a new network then, shukran
friends are my networth, good lookin'
out and about
my mind is everywhere
as you can tell but you can take me there
to a place without a doubt or care
cause anything good comes in pairs
don't fight the feelin'
you're my darjeeling
make you say oolong
to the break of dawn
more matte than latte
when the sky is earl grey
you got the camomile smile,
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