cause in the daylight we could hitchhike to Maine: my pal szymon

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my pal szymon

my polish pal szymon wrote this on chat the other day:

me: whassup?
szymon: i'm hungry
i don't have anything to eat. i need to go shopping but i'm lazy
the only thing i have is juice from my mother but she loves me so much that she made it from fruits i'm allergic to
and i didnt know that
and almost died yesterday and my roommates thought i was just high

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My personal anthem

we cut the legs off of our pants
threw our shoes into the ocean
sit back and wave through the daylight
sit back and wave through the daylight

slip and slide on subway grates
these shoes are poor mans ice skates
fall through like change in the daylight
fall through like change in the daylight

i miss yellow lines in my roads
some color on monochrome
maybe i’ll paint them in myself
maybe i’ll paint them in myself

these sidewalks liquid then stone
building walls and an old pay phone
it rings like all through the daylight
it rings like all through the daylight

and in the daylight we can hitchhike to maine
i hope that someday i’ll see without these frames
and in the daylight i don’t pick up my phone
cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home