The sky is crazy blue. Croquet-Sunday, and all the balls I sink are
really sunsets so all around me night flies. The stars are crazy blue.
The stars are crazy blue. Dreams mean my brain's on break. It takes my
day and starts to say a fable. A no rules game, rearrange reigns.
The sky is blue chrome. I pick one sequin from your dress and then kiss
it. I put the sequin into the sky. "That's my star," I say. "And I'm
yourcowboy." - About Three Dreams by Shudder to Think
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sequined dress, Nine West heels.
