There's another story buried in each one we hear
We could cry a river from images made crystal clear
By bullet point poetry
Or bruises and secrecy

And sometimes I mimmick with success
And sometimes I just want to undress you
For the sake of time passions need to fight

And the ones disguised as worthy
Win the fight with each rebirth
They keep on preventing
They ruin my chances
Of you knowing me
As who I want to be

We listen to bird songs like the songs inside our brains
And when it's time to keep one that melody flows through our veins
And one of my mamas said
To pick from the flower bed
She said change is slow
And time has shown
That farthest left is a circle
And you and me, we're smoothly blended right now

Let clear even waves drown it out
Let clear even waves fill it in
Let clear even waves take the cake
And my breath away