I think it´s time to put myself away Seek out a little silence Close the doors and sit a while Walk a little
And as I put my words away The flow slows See this pen in a stream Picking it up is easy.
Follow the shape of it. Jump in. Swallow it whole. Jump in.
Even though I know my around Possibly there´s something that I found Holding on for finding solid ground Someday soon. Someday soon.
I´ll turn myself into the grass And I´ll grow Take this space above my head And live a little, little.
Gonna wear my feathered headress Like an indian chief. Gonna stretch out both my arms I´m gonna test the temperature.
Follow the taste of it. Jump in. Swallow it whole. Jump in.
Even though I know my around (even though) Possibly there´s something that I found (possibly I, possibly I) Holding on for finding solid ground (ohh..) Even though I know my around (even though) Possibly there´s something newI found (possibly I, possibly I) Holding on for finding solid ground (ohh..) Someday soon. Someday soon.
Maybe walk a little Someday soon.
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