I'll come crawling out
With my fears and doubts
Painted on my memory
I hesitate to say
I've seen better days
I've been living by the hanging tree
When I was young, I never felt the rain
God give me that shield again
I will not smother my life
Always hanging from a vine
Out of my place all the time
With this glitch in my design
There's a celestial plane
Through my windowpane
But opacity it comes and goes
Collar where I've been
With an angel's pin
Show me why I was so ill-composed
A river runs without the dream of a sea
Will I feel that salty breeze
Out of my place all of the time
With this glitching in my design

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