Just that the skies are grey
and the toes are warm
and the toes are warm
you’re a beat on the breeze
I’m a moment in freeze
The people jut from the landscapes
they are tiny fungi’s of every colour
the grass lives and heart beats
in earth below me
it fills my cup of energy
and I WANT WANT WANT.
I’m a moment in freeze
The people jut from the landscapes
they are tiny fungi’s of every colour
the grass lives and heart beats
in earth below me
it fills my cup of energy
and I WANT WANT WANT.
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