Doe John - The Golden State

You are the hole in my head


I am the pain in your neck


You are the lump in my throat


I am the aching in your heart


We are tangled


We are stolen


We are living where things are hidden





You are something in my eye


And I am the shiver down your spine


You are on the lick of my lips


And I am on the tip of your tongue


We are tangled


We are stolen


We are buried up to our necks in sand





We are luck


We are ]fate


We are the feeling you get in the golden state


We are love


We are hate


We are the feeling I get when you walk away….


Walk away  





Well you are the dream in my nightmare


I am that falling sensation


You are not needles and pills


I am your hangover morning


We are tangled


We are stolen


We are living where things are hidden





We are luck


We are fate


We are the feeling you get in the golden state


We are love


We are hate


We are the feeling I get when you walk away


Walk away


Walk away





You are the hole in my head


You are the pain in your neck


You are the lump in my throat


I am the aching in your heart






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