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Blåjeans
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Bluejeans
Maybe it was a cloud
in your eyes the sky went grey
Mine are seeing a vision
because it's probably not a tear
The sky is blue
Your eyes shrink like bluejeans
My eyes sting
They have both dried out...
Maybe it was a dream
Maybe my brain is jumbled and empty
Faded and washed
otherwise I never would have forgotten
Maybe I have an excuse
A hard impenetrable beetle shell
of outgrown clothes
A little child who grows up to the ceiling
Why can't I fit into your bluejeans?