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Been feeling kind of sad about yesterday
I went so I could play
Replay it in my mind again
Tell me, what's your version?
We can write history
We can be a family
You can plant a new tree
In your humanity
I can't even see, two times you can mean
If I had to dig any deeper, we can be
We can be feeling speakers
Vibrations, and soul, and solitude breaks the mold
Break the messes and omelets, I'm told
There's only going to be gold flakes and reverie
Did you see it has to be cruel insanity?
Forgot about yesterday, sad thoughts that take me away
I folded far too quickly in the past
It won't happen again, it won't happen again
No faces are my medicine now
Take my word I'll be coming
Running for the guns
Run and jumping
Fears flapping
Take me for the asking and I can make it here
Food in my soul, show and I'm told
Running the gamut, running myself to the ground
Run my throat, I can be found, lost and I'm found
I remember places I never saw before
You tell me if that's just the way through the door
They said come pick it up before four
I don't see my things in here anymore
Straight to the computer lab, Apple II, I want to last
Hand me the feels, I've got to fail
My fingers on the keys right under my nails
Clickity clackity, clickity clackity
Number munching through my machine
Learning every day, a boy's dream
Eight years old and I feel these things
Are we going to get ice cream? Are we going to be happy?
Are we going to be anything but sappy? I guess this is honesty
You make the most with these things
Hand me, hand me, hand me another tomato
Grandfather planting carrots, or seedlings, or whatever it's going to be
I feel my hands in the ground, in the dirt, and the sounds of the nerd
In the butter cupboard
I folded too quickly
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