By Athena Stairs – December 25, 2024
It’s a functional demise
When I’m thinkin’ of you
There’s no one above you
But still you’re only in my mind
It’s a functional demise
When I am without you
Baby I get so blue
It’s all just compromise
We could be walkin’ in the park
On the beach on Sunday
(Yeah, here we go)
Holding hands
Looking into each others’ eyes
(Wooo-oooo)
But baby you’re a ghost
Just a figment of my imagination
And you always have been
It’s a kind of lunacy
My brain is in a haze
I can’t get my feet on the ground
They’ve got no place to be placed
It’s functional dysfunction
And it doesn’t give me grace
(I have been laughing at the timing and accompaniment of the background tasks while I was free-form figuring out this song…you can almost hear the music, and yet, the sound effects are actually perfect for the thematic!)
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