There's a man that I worship
There's a friend that I adore
Still I'm not afraid
to run out the back door
We're the best haircuts taken
We're the best sing-a-long
Meanwhile we are the good times
Hearts still wandering kinds
Your hair is pretty crazy
My bones - they are soft
If it was a sunny day
my shade would stand long and bold
Welcome full moon
Will this be over soon?
We saw it coming
The season was changing
The story is on your chest
It's hard not to feel restless
When you open your mouth
My face smirks like a clown
I like this half-hearted thing
It gave all and didn't ask a thing
I like these late mornings
No rush
And full of good omens
I really can't say
If you're well on your way
I really can't say
If I hope it's today
(I change the cities like socks
but I wear my boots on top
How to grow out of old boots
How to tell my tales blue)

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