Holding onto the see no evil monkey
We're hanging out the window.
Breeze swirling through and it's not too late for us.
The weather could change
Hanging onto a speak no evil monkey
She says where is your evidence of life beyond this.
Doubt swirling through and it's not too late for faith.
Thw weather could change.
In a neady way we ache for affection
To be kissed or kiss.
In a knee deep way we wait for impact
To be hit or hit.
At least we move.
Hanging onto a hear no evil monkey
She's whispering softly be free
Ease swirling through and it's not too late for us.
The weather could change

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