treading past the flowers fate
simply now, native rain
waking up up side down
where have i been and who are these people around
i'm scared to look out my front doors
them and they and us and others
we are all there for each other
galaxies in motion, a verb in a rag
listen a little closer, it ain`t over yet
the floor boards they squeek as i hold my breath
i'm scared
that i just can't
or can
or what
or when
like a thunderous cross, following his side
only she can, only she can
lonely lonely lonely can
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