Every flower you pick
Eventually dies
So let it be alive
Let it stand tall
Let it stand there where it belongs
Under a tree
Yeah for the bees
Any tower they build
Eventually falls
‘cause everything
essentially grows old
people always want something more
I’m fine with my boring life
Always feel like
I still got too much to mind
I got a load on my back
Sometime feel like I’m a sinking ship
Hand me a rope
From your shore
Don’t watch each other going down
Drowning in doubt, speak up
Speak it out, I can see
It leaking out
The truth in your eyes
Hold the same gaze as mine
That’s what you see and it feels
Like it could be
Anything I’ve ever wished for me
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© 2019 D. Funofsky
