a random-thing for you that i wrote in about...oh 30 seconds.
somedays i wait for you
to fly across the moon
and i'd look up and see
to see you looking down at me
i'd see you wave your hand
like your conducting a band
but you are in indiana
the place with all the bananas
and i am in canada of so far away
but only for a few more months will i stay
on the 12 of december
in the middle of the winter
i will fly home home to see
to see you waiting there for me
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