Shattering
Without counting the pendulum swings
I fall from trees without leaves for I am simply the bird
Don’t you know what it feels like to kiss the horizon
I am at a crossroads so why not play tic tac toe?
I fall from trees without leaves for I am simply the bird
With you becoming the silver wrapped around my finger
I am at a crossroads so why not play tic tac toe?
For your footsteps turn to rust like the heart you left them on
With you becoming the silver wrapped around my finger
I reach to tie my shoes but they are knotted together
Your footsteps turn to rust like the heart you left them on
I still know the sun tells me to hide my heart
I reach to tie my shoe but they are knotted together
The mirror of my soul is prone to shattering
I still know the sun tells me to hide my heart
I only listen to what keeps me silent
The mirror of my soul is prone to shattering
You have forced me to fade out like a firefly
I only listen to what keeps me silent
My eyes are soaked from weeping willows
The mirror of my soul is prone to shattering
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