Don't Deconstruct

Something is changing inside of me

Colors seem darker in light

And I don't know what that means

But it's not a good sign

You can just add 'em up

Then you could memorize prehistoric bones

And all of those old memories

You could push 'em out and prep yourself

For brand new information

Don't deconstruct and then fill me in

I'm not that basic, I swear

I've had enough of breakdowns and diagrams

Judging from picture books

Apparently, heaven is a partly cloudy place

And if the sky opened up

And they let you in and gave you a formal invitation

Would you go?

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