Bashling Lyrics

I wanted to falter you on the sunset.

I wanted to fall to you, white plastic swingset.

I wanted to fall to you.

An attempt at the last ledge.

I wanted to fall to you.

I wanted to climb to you on the moonrise, At the top of a flame building, into your

blue eyes across from the reservoir,

under the white bridge.

Rumble.

The train passes.

Go lose it.

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