We were standing there when I remembered I don’t care
What is this all if not a matrix of words?
Dead leaves fly through the air like greeting cards
And I spin myself around, looking absurd
The people always told me to stick to my day job
To not spend my nights thinking Texas and minds
But I wore my long skirts with flowers in my hair
And when white doves exploded I kicked some behinds
I live in a world where the matrix of words
Wraps around me like vines- I can no longer say
So just soak my soul in kindness and songs
And walk away, my dear, walk away.
What is this all if not a matrix of words?
Dead leaves fly through the air like greeting cards
And I spin myself around, looking absurd
The people always told me to stick to my day job
To not spend my nights thinking Texas and minds
But I wore my long skirts with flowers in my hair
And when white doves exploded I kicked some behinds
I live in a world where the matrix of words
Wraps around me like vines- I can no longer say
So just soak my soul in kindness and songs
And walk away, my dear, walk away.
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