polyphony memory (Extended Version)

By tart

On stories from mission control

Released on August 26, 2022

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The times I said I’d turn away

But then I pulled you from the grave

Don’t misbehave, I might stay, ‘Til the sun burns red

One more chance to pull the perfect crime

If he’s still around then I’ll cast my dime

Why don’t you say it

You’re afraid to get lost in my mind

Come play your bets, watch your step

Or get lost in the time

Pain

Every time you lit up my brain

I had to find a way to stay

Repeat the day, so you’d say, ‘Til my blood runs red

One more chance to prove that you’ll be mine

If I’m not appeased then I’ll take out time

Why don’t you say that it’s okay

Just to destroy my mind

I’ve no regrets, take what’s left

Or you’ll forfeit your life