When even alarm clocks won't
You scream me alive
Tyrosine-kinase
You're the sexiest protein
Will you marry me?
Oh, Danny Skimmer
People say that you're awkward
And I would agree
A wanton wind blows
Through silent eaves and slows
Of these things love knows
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long love, like screams from long caverns, come to sound,
sleeping eyes open