8. Novembris 2017

• 8.11.17 19:52
• When I grow up
  I want to be a forester
  Run through the moss on high heels
  That's what I'll do
  Throwing out boomerang
  Waiting for it to come back to me
  When I grow up
  I want to live near the sea
  Crab claws and bottles of rum
  That's what I'll have
  Staring at the seashell
  Waiting for it to embrace me
  I put my soul in what I do
  Last night I drew a funny man
  With dark eyes and a hanging tongue
  It goes way bad
  I never liked a sad look
  From someone who wants to be loved by you
  I'm very good with plants
  When my friends are away
  They let me keep the soil moist
  On the seventh day I rest
  For a minute or two
  Then back on my feet and cry for you
  You've got cucumbers on your eyes
  Too much time spent on nothing
  Waiting for a moment to arise
  The face in the ceiling
  And arms too long
  I wait for him to catch me
  Waiting for you to embrace me
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