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The moon spilled over in your paper cup, a drink to all the tides
'keeper calls time to settle up, we'll pay him for the time
Thumbnail hangs from the fingertip, you're grasping at the lights

The sun-drunk stupor bought a broken truck
We'll blame it on the oak-burned barrels
Full of only the good stuff, you already know the joke
Curved road turns to a verdant trough, I'll race you to the top

Comet comes over just as you broke through
Alighting on your eye
Sky turned dark just as we came to; a glass without a lime
Swinging our legs out over the dune, together passing time

If dawn's the precipice, we slip
For now we are the night
When do you know you've had enough?
But you carry on, Eukaryote