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