i hope it gets better too. but maybe, even if it doesn't get better, we can take comfort in our very desire for it all to improve, our reckless dreaming for a worthier tomorrow. at the very least, it gives us a last line of beauty when all other prospects seem lost. maybe our hope is hope enough in itself.
after all, keep in mind Siken's other line --- We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack, my silent night, just mash your lips against me. We are all going forward. None of us are going back
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oh, sigh.
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Oh, oh. All I can think about is
"Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us."
And hope, and hope, and hope that it gets better.
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after all, keep in mind Siken's other line ---
We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack,
my silent night, just mash your lips against me.
We are all going forward. None of us are going back
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