Ask around Its Candys last day Pills in her pockets Theres a smile on her face Now and then her eyes glaze she waves See her cry But not very hard A short stab of something Slips under her guard And blocks the sound of passing cars And stops the woundup stars Candys kiss is a red weal Slow slip sweet spill Candys eyes are islands but her hands are gulls cant be still Candys eyes are islands In a rising tide All ships that sail on her seas all planes that fly Sink below the surface Fall down from the sky Candys kiss is a red weal Slow slip sweet spill Candys eyes are islands but her hands are gulls cant be still fly away On Candys last day
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