Countless circles
Wish like fish in
Glass bowls
thinking of the places
That they'd like to go
From their alamo
yes, all of those miserable birds
Struggling to be absurd
Light a candle
Hold that handle
wings that should be
Fluttering
Just go so long just
Struggling to go
all of your miserable words
Uttered but still go unheard
Coming from beaks on the shore
That if they call
It matters not at all
all of those miserable birds
Hovering above the world
Clip their wings and watch them fall
And leave them there
Until they learn to crawl
All of those miserable birds Countless circles Wish like fish in Glass bowls thinking of the places That they'd like to go From their alamo yes, all of those miserable birds Struggling to be absurd Light a candle Hold that handle wings that should be Fluttering Just go so long just Struggling to go all of your miserable words Uttered but still go unheard Coming from beaks on the shore That if they call It matters not at all all of those miserable birds Hovering above the world Clip their wings and watch them fall And leave them there Until they learn to crawl Explain Request ×
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