When I was fifteen
You said I was a retriever
Bring it all back, back, back, back back
With a laugh and a smile
And when you said
I was depressed
I know you didn't believe her.
Bring it all back, back, back, back, back
With the punishing trial
And now I'm looking
At the past
Just like it's a parable
I'm floating
In front of the line
And when you said
Since I was myself
That I was a daredevil
I just don't
Have the energy to lie
When I was sixteen
I was on top of a mountain
But a balcony is from
Where I would fall
I found a refuge
In cheap plastic jewelry
I refused the warmth
Of any spiritual shawl
And now I'm looking
At the past
Just like it's a parable
I'm floating
In front of the line
And now I talk behind your back
'cause the whole damn world is crap
And I'm doing my part with a dollar
And not a dime
...
When I was eighteen
I thought that I was inspired
But I was just free, free
Briefly free
From the sadness's sheen
And knowing things is like a circle, it seems
'cause ignorance is bliss but so is
Clarity
And there's pain in the expansive
Frequent arc in between
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