Your feet taps around the grass
Hop and jump, melodic dance

Girl across the forest stands
Look upward the sky, cries
What would she recalled at
Her finger flow, points to the constelation far beyond her open arm
And she hop around

Found
A
Broken
Bone

On
The
Sacred
Zone

Then she go to the new home
A place to lay, play and sway
Back to the place
Of
Abandonned
Lake

Dance around the sky
The melody sing
Harmonic of the rotten wood
Smell of the love, she never had
And
Run
The
Entire
Savanah
Bare
Foot
Slide
Down
Fall
Into
A
R­abbit
Hole.

Am I should
Be amazed
To the feet
Of a girl
Who slept
In His constelation?