its got a snow white sheet of paint
the rust is at a standstill
no advancement (good)
no retreat (bad)
the battle goes on
all aboard
time will tell
if shes a true survivor
just hope (and pray)
she doesnt take anyone with her
if she goes up
the tress like it when she comes to visit
simple friends that are the talk of the town
everybody says they have friends up there
but not one has the proof...
she does
she knows the secrets they have told her
she lives them
day by day
and the waters
run across her rubber toes
with white wash glee
telling us all to come play
in their wonder land
so many times this girl has stood up
and only had to whispere
whats next? need help? i wanna go!!!
take me take me ..... stomp stamp slap....
protect her i will
for she is the soul
for witch i rise
to attain the days new adventures...
my peoplescar.