I watched from the precipice.
I watched from the birds eye view.
heard the notes of candy, nuts, and metal flutes
of fans, claps, and mice
My body raises when I watch all of you
My smile leaps
My eyes stretch so they pour you a story
Everything lifts,
I am happy I am happy I am happy
I am,
seeing the foot
the squeeze of your hand on his
the breath before the whip
the prayer before the crash
I feel too.
When my eyes are lost in your show
yet my mind wraps in the old and new and what I shoulda coulda woulda
do.
Because I do
I do
I do
I do
Ache.
I do
I do
I do
Miss
I do
I do
I do
Love
I watched from the bird's eye view
A bird sometimes wishes to be a mouse
you know?
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