Little girl
As the wind blows
against your sleepy little face
While the autumn leaves crunch
beneath your wandering feet
Take a leap into the almost land
Where the sad people weep
So take a look little girl
Don't be an almost girl

Take the monsters of your slumber
and run with them
Take the dirt in your tiny hands
and grow something beautiful
Take a leap into the almost land
but never return again

Put  flowers in your hair
Dance with the fire
Be as swift as a singing stream
Dare to live little girl
Dare to dream

Save your whispers in the dark
For your little yellow bird
Crave a crisp kiss
But only from the love of the night

Take your journey to the almost land
little girl
but
do not be
an almost girl