Your bags were packed just a little too early
You tipped your hat like I’d never see you again
The sky was all red on the sides and white in the middle
I found myself red in the eyes
And then the sky was opened
But not for lack of a rising ocean
I need this to be physical
Exist in time and then fly away
The even lines of poets and scribes all typecast and serifed
Are bleeding me dry
I’ve been watching the nеighbor’s flowers all day
No one can tell mе it was their idea
Leave behind the words of a right or wrong way
To be open or inside myself, you would not believe the sights I’ve seen sleeping
We never ask a bird in the sky to come down for water
She knows herself, she knows the sky
And that sky can open
But not for lack of a rising ocean
I’ve been watching the waving flowers all day
No one can tell me it was their idea
Throwing out the words of a right or wrong way
To be open or inside myself, you would not believe the sights I’ve seen sleeping
Our needs are the birds calling out in the morning light
And the bow in the water
Maybe it’s true what they say, I was made for a different time, oh
I was made for a different time, oh
I’m slower than most, but I think I’m good, I know I’m good
I’m slower than most, but I think I’m good, I know I’m good
I’m slower than most, but I think I’m good, I know I’m good
I’m slower than most, but I think I’m good, I know I’m good
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