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According to You

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"According To You", Written March 17, 2022

He held out his hand and smiled with his eyes

And said, "Hold out your's, I've got a surprise
That you may or may not understand..."

And he put a little planet in my hand.
He put it in my hand.

I smirked at this tiny marble of nature’s make
"A planet?" I asked him, "Are you sure that’s not a mistake?"
"No," he said, "it is a little planet, it’s true.
Littl, but, just big enough for me and you."

"According to you," I said.
"According to you."

Perfect form, he always looks a million bucks
As he goes on and on about protons and neutrino flux
Like he’s from another time or outer space
My heart beaming like a pulsar when I see his face.
Like a pulsar when I see his face.


He’s a phenomena you cannot duplicate
Do I dare ask if meeting was the work of fate?
A singularity that society should never define
And for just a minute I was able to call him mine.

But I can’t lay hold on him, he’s like a wisp of smoke
If this is a dream, then I never want to be woke
If he needs me to be a little something more
Then I’ll become more than the man I was before.

I tell him, "For that, I’ll do whatever I have to do
So that I am finally according to you."

He stops and tweaks the universe in curiosity
Says there’s more out there than there is in my philosophy.
An Adonic virgin just out of place and time
Speaking in riddles tugging at this heart of mine,
which started according to you, it did.
According to you.


He’s got a tattoo of these couple of musical notes
But theyre backward from the way they’re usually wrote
I said, "We’ll have to write a letter to the writers of song
And inform them this whole time they’ve been writing them wrong,
And they could start according to you."
According to you.


A singularity that society should never define
And for just a minute I was able to call him mine.
But I can’t lay hold on him, he’s like a wisp of smoke
If this is a dream, I never ever want to be woke.


Now he needs me to be a little something more
Than than the man I was before, I tell him,
"I’ll go to the ends of the earth to do what I need to do,
So that I am finally according to you."

I’m like a little dog chasing after shiny cars,
Seeing us both like binary stars
So much to learn, so much to teach
A perfect love, always just out of my reach…
And I do not deserve
Oh God, hear me, that, I know I do not deserve
But help me get the nerve
Help keep him safe and preserve
This thing that I don’t even know what to call it.

Can I lay with him, hold on him?
Inhale his wonder, never let it grow dim?
Protect him from the viscittudes of a world that doesn't understand?

Let's make this dream into something more
More real, more true, than it was before, I tell him,
"There’s not enough rubies or diamonds on the whole earth
Worth more than you...
So rare and great and more beautiful, too...
Just look at your mirror, and you can see that it’s true...
Maybe see you the way I see you...
And we can make this little planet of pale blue...
Start according to you.
According to you."

Yeah, let’s make this little planet of pale blue
Start according to you.

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