Easter Egg Houses

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this song comes on the radio

and it’s making me smile

might not see you in a while

my hard loving Georgia girl

(whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

stealing glances and chances

getting closer, and it shows

i don’t mind, I’m just feeling shy

while basking in your afterglow

(whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

going back, to the very first time

when we spoke over the phone

who knew what some words could do

to some fools with more nothings to lose

(whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

now you're here and something is clear

you are bowling right over me

your name like a drug on my mind

your hands like ecstasy

(whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

olive skin and original sin

of the kind that I hadn’t known

brown eyes and harmless crimes

as we kissed while the moonlight shone

(whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

spun around as we spun around

do you mind if I take it slow?

still can’t breathe through the melody

of my heart beating to and fro

(whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

seal rocks and mountain tops

mosaic stairs and the view of you

parthenons and perfection lost

imperfection so fresh and new

(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa) 

the waves beating on against us

borne ceaselessly to the past

as you spoke of nostalgia, and

I thought, yes,

this is how nostalgia gets

(whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

Acropolis

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The Greeks knew this

the optical illusion

A building built of straight lines

In order to have the impression of perfection

No lines can be straight

and the rocks run smoother

the more people

have walked them before

limestone once paved in marble

eight columns in front

seventeen on the sides

one was added

and it changed everything

even gods and goddesses

had to face the sun

rising

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10,000 (meter) view

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the alps outside my window

and jackson browne in my ears

being reminded of my failures

all over again

well, i keep on walking

regret right through my mind

the valleys keep on peeking

carving out the time

the lines that they are etching

late for the sky, and

my eyes

when I

like Meg Ryan

found the perfect awful words

if I truly knew about us, 

we wouldn't be having

these conversations anyway

you said you would remember them

for the rest of your life

and as soon as you did, i knew 

that so would I

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