Derek Kuborn

Collectively we're all made of yarn
Weaving through laughter and sorrow with an open hand.
I can't help but to unravel around you, lose form, turn into utterly nothing. Perhaps some day a woman in her years
Will construct me into an afghan or some sort of comfort for others.
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I met a boy in a flask who taught me how to act
When your lover deserts you and expressions are masks.
He taught me to live in attics with some rats.
And I'd ponder on gypsies whom I'd pay to be back.
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My hands are made of stone
But to adore a tower so high.
I need my palms to be made of light.
I need my limbs to be made of gold
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Times like these are troubled.
With viruses in our hands
and lack of amnesty in our hearts,
We burden those who loves us.
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I can remember places where we would vanish around everyone.
Become completely invisible to others if you will.
And I'd feel utterly invincible in your presence.
I was lost in joyous celebration.
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My hands are mere measurements of my disdain for the human existence.
And everything that one day hopes to be complete.
And I'm succumbing to theories found in labrynth's of minds
Hoping to accomplish a history for my name.
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We are all shapes from a puzzle.
That fits right into his hand.
But he can't see the cover
Wearing the glasses of a man.
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I'm lookin' at charts of stars
And I don't know where they are
I don't know where I am
But that's where we all began
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Goodness my love
Whom are you thinking of
Our thoughts collide like
ripples on a pond
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I saw the sky open up
And in its delight I saw some love
And she was standing there on a cloud
With a smile about her mouth
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I knew a vessel that I once boarded
It had the skin of a middle aged man
And through his eyes I saw the world
Different then I ever saw before
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I met a boy in the park with a blue balloon.
He grinned at me and told me that love was coming soon.
I said really? Do you believe? He showed me how to tie his shoes.
And I smiled for awhile and felt a little new
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The sun is rising high up
To a lion in disguise.
We've just changed these constellations
To make them better in our eyes.
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hey there sugar
i wanna make you my love slave
kiss your neck as you call my name
hey there puddin
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oh baby were you made in mexico
did you come with some jose cuervo and a sombrero
because i know my stirrups are turning you on
i shot the sheriff dead, over a bet he had won
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I've seen your body in my dreams now.
And I've heard you sing to me.
Singing songs about how we were meant to be.
But only in my dreams were you there with me.
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These wolves in sheep coats
They take all that they want
They hunt for us at midnight
And eat all our souls till they're gone
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I'm a man without words
A man who cannot see
The thrones up in the sky,
Or the dolphins down in the sea
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I want to unwind the way clocks do at times.
I want to be real and less imaginary.
These walls could pretend that I exist in this mess.
I wish it were true but this fox is cowardly.
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I've got some insects in my stomach.
They all live there for the air.
Somehow we were all made from nothing.
But these people don't seem to care.
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