Wednesday, June 14, 2023

Blades of grass

BLADES OF GRASS (E A D G B E)

 


Where I came from is already gone. I have moved on. Where I’m headed takes its form.

And these moments live in my heart.

 

Rooted in what has passed. Reaching out. Blades of grass.

You see the good because it’s in you.

Would you live if it killed you?

 

And these moments live in my heart. And these moments live in my heart. Tear me apart.

And these moments live in my heart. Tear me apart. And these moments live in my heart.


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