I'm not for surroundings,
I'm sick of the grounding ,
Of roots
And pedal's still defeat.
I hope you can see me,
My heart can't keep reaching
For that holy place I shall keep.
How I'd long for the day
My love ran astray,
And crawled itself back, just to be alone
I regret what I've done,
The past Hasn't come
To give me my heart, and keep the world atoned.
I hope you will see the crippling hope inside of me
That'll show me how much I can love you,
Will love you.
But, glorious cauliflower
Your emotions might shower
And wither my tears away.
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