Icicles On My Eyelashes

I know it’s summer

I see the cloudless sky

And all of the girls

With their sun kissed thighs

And the strawberry fields

Where the lovers go to lie

But if icicles hang from my eyelashes

Where am I

I’m at the table

With my friends drinking wine

I’m laughing on queue

I’ve gotten good overtime

I’m behind the glass and they’re all on the other side

‘Cause if icicles hang from my eyelashes

Where am I

I couldn’t find the answers

In the articles online

Or in the many books

Claiming they’d change my life

If there’s another way

Show me the dotted line

I just want the mirror to show someone I recognise

If icicles hang from my eyelashes

Who am I

Who am I

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