Level with me
Slay the elephant leaned
On the mezzanine door
Let the pachyderm bleed
Wash us clean with the truth
In a shower of pink
Yes our roots go deep
Our fruits can't take seed
But they taste so sweet
Over ripe, in need
To be carried free
Too become a tree
As strong as we
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 6:40 PM UTC
Level with me
Slay the elephant leaned
On the mezzanine door
Let the pachyderm bleed
Wash us clean with the truth
In a shower of pink
Yes our roots go deep
Our fruits can't take seed
But they taste so sweet
Over ripe, in need
To be carried free
Too become a tree
As strong as we
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