You say what I was doesn't matter
But the past has a funny way
Of coming up and biting you on the ass.
And, it's so damn amazing
How every negative retort diffuses
In the glare of your eyes.
And, I sing so loud it wakes my senses from the deadest sleep of my life.
Brightest colors I've ever seen
The smell of the rose
I've passed a million times
And never once stopped to say hi.
You taught me how to get close
to the land of my name
And how to sow my roots,
And how to dig my own way;
To let myself grow and walk away.
This world astounding.
I am constantly dazzled
By complexities of earthly kind.
Like a cosmic hug from stargazing
That leads me to your doorstep
In flaw-full abound.
Beautiful, this mortal coil
I'll eventually leave behind.
Brightest colors I've ever seen
The smell of the rose
I've passed a million times
And never once stopped to say hi.
You taught me how to get close
to the land of my name
And how to sow my roots,
And how to dig my own way;
To let myself grow and walk away.
Brightest colors I've ever seen
The smell of the rose
I've passed a million times
And never once stopped to say hi.
You taught me how to get close
to the land of my name
And how to sow my roots,
And how to dig my own way;
To let myself grow and walk away.

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