Jun 2015
Rising with the morning sun,
I beam at the brick and iron kingdom outside my door
Crystalline eyes reflect the spectrum of my spirit
Wondering miraculously at the natural projections
On the street,
The wind blows me back and forth in an easy waltz
1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3,
Leading me on my way
I beam at the brick and iron kingdom outside my door
Crystalline eyes reflect the spectrum of my spirit
Wondering miraculously at the natural projections
On the street,
The wind blows me back and forth in an easy waltz
1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3,
Leading me on my way
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