Moving through life like tumbleweed
Going where the wind blows
Regardless of what I need
And 5 o'clock shadow has me looking like a man I don’t want to be
I want to look in the dirt and see something other than my reflection
Let the wind bless upon me the unfamiliar feeling of pure affection
Moving through life like an ouroboros
But I’m getting ready to clear my throat
I’m getting ready
To strike like the animal they made me
I want to look in the dirt and see something other than puddles of deflection
Let the rain bless upon me please the feeling of unadulterated affection
Let it come down like water from a faucet
How nice would it be to capture this moment before I lost it
Times like this I wish my name was max Caulfield
But then would it even be worth it
Moving on now though like a song on the wind
Real and mesmerizing
The moment is as real as it is ephemeral
And I’m looking and feeling like a person finally
Real and mesmerizing
I’m looking at the dirt and what I see is a place where things can grow
Let this life bless me me with memories that I’ll always hold and cherish and remember because I don’t want to forget
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