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We were all born into love
And of love
On a world formed of love
By whatever loving cosmic force decided this
Third stone from the sun would be hospitable
And loving
To our kind of biological, chemical and sentient life
Love is in the blessing of gravity in the Van Allen belt
Love is in the grace of the ionosphere
And the atmosphere
And the radiation absorption of the ozone layer
We are breathing in love as we speak
In a mixture of 78% nitrogen
20% Oxygen
And argon
So the love we are shown by this Earth
Has an air of benevolence about it
That is enduring
We can also speak about the love of our mothers' wombs
How that love carried and nurtured us for nine months
Held us in its aqua boogie until we were
Ready to pop out and take our first breaths
On this Mother Earth
In the cycle of this wondrous life
Melody
You're always playing on my mind
On my mind
Oh melody
You're always playing on my mind
You got me thinking 'bout you all the time
I don't know where
You're my only memory
You just appear
To be on repeat
Oh, oh, oh
You're on repeat
Oh, oh, oh
Just can't figure it out
Oh, oh, just can't figure it out
Melody
You're always on my mind
(Always playing on my mind)
On my mind
Oh, oh, oh
Your melody
Is always on my mind
I gotta find a reason
You came to me
Am I supposed to share it all
Or keep it just for me
To be on repeat
Oh, oh, oh
You're on repeat
Oh, oh, oh
(You already gave me so much)
Just can't figure it out
(But I'ma keep it just for me)
Oh, oh, oh
(I can't give it back to the world)
I laugh when I think about the way you pursue so aggressively
Scientific equations
Trust times effort plus
Lust times passion
So in lieu of your absence
I admit that I mentally be beyond the holidays in Aspen
The details of the snowflakes
The rain in the cabin
When lay over the fireplace
The Everclear, the absinthe
You stare, I look away so I don't telegraph the message
You know what's on my mind
You telepathically obsessed with
The way humans communicate
You illuminate the room like the moon
Harvest
Regarding the fact that I live my life as a starving artist
You support the god regardless on his path to be a novelist
Marvelous with the nourishment
I admonish the monogamous way you astonish me with your encouragement
My therapist
So much merriment
And so effortless that I should share your magnificence with the world
You already gave me so much
(Already gave me so much)
But I'ma keep it just for me
(I can't give it back to the world)
Just for me
When it comes to infatuations
Those are truly our own to behold and mentally possess
They have not been operating without us on a
Cosmic scale long before we were ever in the mix
We tend to become infatuated by choice
And the intensity of those choices
May sometimes seem like love of a sort
But you can ask nothing more of an infatuation than
That it merely tolerates your presence in the room
You can make yourself needlessly suffer for an infatuation
Martyr yourself to that suffering
But that won't be love
Because love would never be so indifferent to your love
Or your suffering