Seems to me i desperately
Need a face to set me free
Words like water from her mouth
Telling me i should head south
Though the ocean overflows
I see no one who speaks or knows
Of any fields or brooks or groves
Only boxes, sinks and stoves
Seems to me i'd rather need
Heights of blue and a hit of speed
And yet nothing will ever be
Like something we cannot see
In applying all my thoughts
I saw the trees lose all their leaves
(There's a just a few that became lost)
Fell to the floor and swarmed like bees
Seems to me i want to be
Only everything endlessly
If i held the sun in my palm
Id' be with you
And i'd be calm
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