Staring up into the solar system
All the stars are fixed
Fur soft as fur
Taking the rough with the smooth
I know
Everything ends the way it begins
God takes care of the
I have weapons and battle plans
But in my heart I
I've got nothing to worry about,
So I worry about nothing.
I
I was young and I was stupid, I had just
This town is full of monsters
Holding hands with other monsters
And
As sweet as a plum and lovely as dawn
Rolling its
I bruise like a peach
I mumble when I speak
I'm in
I can keep canaries and
cook on a camper stove
eat baked
Pushing through the topsoil, I'm blinking in the light
Shading my
Warm milk and honey
Sweeten my teeth.
From little acorns you..
You quietly
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