Spiders

Approaching guiding light
Our shallow years in fright
Dreams are made, winding through my head
Through my head

Through my head, through my head
Before you know
Before you know
I will be waiting, all awake

Dreams are made, winding through her hair
Dreams are made, winding through her hair

The piercing radiant moon


Young-adult and present me were thrilled, and M was a fantastic concert co-conspirator.

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