Answer
|
Gleaming
|
twinkling
|
eyes
|
like
|
sinking
|
ships
|
on
|
waters
|
So
|
inviting
|
I
|
almost
|
jump
|
in
|
But
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
a
|
gold
|
rush
|
gold
|
rush
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
anticipating
|
my
|
face
|
in
|
a
|
red
|
flush
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
that
|
anyone
|
would
|
die
|
to
|
feel
|
your
|
touch
|
Everybody
|
wants
|
you
|
Everybody
|
wonders
|
|
Answer
|
what
|
it
|
would
|
be
|
like
|
to
|
love
|
you
|
Walk
|
past
|
quick
|
brush
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
slow
|
motion
|
double
|
vision
|
in
|
rose
|
blush
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
that
|
falling
|
feels
|
like
|
flying
|
til
|
the
|
bone
|
crush
|
Everybody
|
wants
|
you
|
But
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
a
|
gold
|
rush
|
What
|
must
|
it
|
be
|
like
|
|
Answer
|
to
|
grow
|
up
|
that
|
beautiful
|
With
|
your
|
hair
|
falling
|
into
|
place
|
like
|
dominoes
|
I
|
see
|
me
|
padding
|
across
|
your
|
wooden
|
floors
|
With
|
my
|
eagles
|
t-shirt
|
hanging
|
from
|
the
|
door
|
At
|
dinner
|
parties
|
I
|
call
|
you
|
out
|
on
|
your
|
contrarian
|
shit
|
And
|
the
|
coastal
|
town
|
we
|
wandered
|
round
|
had
|
never
|
|
Answer
|
seen
|
a
|
love
|
as
|
pure
|
as
|
it
|
And
|
then
|
it
|
fades
|
into
|
the
|
gray
|
of
|
my
|
day
|
old
|
tea
|
Cause
|
it
|
could
|
never
|
be
|
Cause
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
a
|
gold
|
rush
|
gold
|
rush
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
anticipating
|
my
|
face
|
in
|
a
|
red
|
flush
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
that
|
anyone
|
would
|
|
Answer
|
die
|
to
|
feel
|
your
|
touch
|
Everybody
|
wants
|
you
|
Everybody
|
wonders
|
what
|
it
|
would
|
be
|
like
|
to
|
love
|
you
|
Walk
|
past
|
quick
|
brush
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
slow
|
motion
|
double
|
vision
|
in
|
a
|
rose
|
blush
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
that
|
falling
|
feels
|
like
|
flying
|
til
|
the
|
bone
|
crush
|
Everybody
|
wants
|
you
|
But
|
|
Answer
|
I
|
don't
|
like
|
a
|
gold
|
rush
|
What
|
must
|
it
|
be
|
like
|
to
|
grow
|
up
|
that
|
beautiful
|
With
|
your
|
hair
|
falling
|
into
|
place
|
like
|
dominoes
|
My
|
mind
|
turns
|
your
|
life
|
into
|
folklore
|
I
|
can't
|
dare
|
to
|
dream
|
about
|
you
|
anymore
|
At
|
dinner
|
parties
|
I
|
won't
|
call
|
you
|
out
|
on
|
your
|
|
Answer
|
contrarian
|
shit
|
And
|
the
|
coastal
|
town
|
we
|
never
|
found
|
will
|
never
|
see
|
a
|
love
|
as
|
pure
|
as
|
it
|
Cause
|
it
|
fades
|
into
|
the
|
gray
|
of
|
my
|
day
|
old
|
tea
|
Cause
|
it
|
will
|
never
|
be
|
Gleaming
|
twinkling
|
Eyes
|
like
|
sinking
|
ships
|
on
|
waters
|
So
|
inviting
|
I
|
almost
|
jump
|
in
|
|