PS:It's not that I don't listen. It's just the sky is so blue today....
I think I found my job for this life.....I think that I gonna lie my eyes on these clouds....
I think that I found my job for the next life....I think I gonna wrap my hands around the gratest tree...and sing it the sectret song...that grass sing to me every night when the moon hides its tears....
...and I'm gonna hide pieces of my soul under frightened soil...in between carrots that we never picked up....
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