proenza schouling around the house

Daydream's illusion
Limousine eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wine glass.
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me.
Sweet cakes and milkshakes
I’m a delusion angel
I’m a fantasy parade.
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore
You’ve no idea where I came from
You’ve no idea where we’re going.
Latched in life, like branches in the river
Flowing downstream, captured by the current.
I’ll carry you, you’ll carry me
That’s how it could be.

Richard Linklater.

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