Lonely roads seem to follow me
These tunnels and seas
And these birds seem so fucking free
They’re nothing compared to me

And I’m relatively
Inconspicuously
Overwhelmed with pride

Falling waves from the laughing tree
Seem to rise and fall
And one blessed apple tree
See me to my doll

Motions paint and pushing wheels
Spinning through your walls
Ovaries over eggs in tide
Rise and fall, be calm

And I’m relatively
Inconspicuously
Overwhelmed with pride

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