Cowboys

Cowboys

Kent

Hagnesta Hill

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The wires dream

About swallows in the spring

I dreamed about my childhood

Surrounded by dead things

Awakened by the humming

Machines make when they sleep

At least I woke up smiling

So glad i had a dream

She is waving out of the window

Her smile as red as a wound

And my quiet heart goes to pieces

It′s been a lonely year in this room

And I will not ignore you like before

My january promises are more

Than words softly spoken

I′m filming now

Obsessed with how i look

And everything I told you

Was stolen from a book

I read something about kisses in a science magazine

Something they can′t capture in the sweetest movie scene

She is waving out of the window

Her smile as red as a wound

And my quiet heart goes to pieces

It′s been a lonely year in this room

And I will not ignore you like before

My january promises are more

Than words softly spoken