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Don't Look Down
He dreamed of running away,
The sodden songbird oh my sweet stay
He gotta run run run run run,
These flaccid perches were made to pray
Drown me in fields of white
The dripping sunshine was hatched to bite
He gotta run run run run run
Run...
But, ripped wings
Like moons' tides and
Ripped wings
With the sun they collide
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
His dreams of somewhere bleed out
Pools of scarlet infested doubt
He gotta run run run run run
These flaccid perches were made to shout
Find me in blades of grass
These shards of meadow, your silence so crass
He gotta run run run run run
Run...
But, ripped wings
Like moons' tides and
Ripped wings
With the sun they collide
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
He dreamed of running away,
Oh sodden songbirds they never stay
He gotta run run run run run
These flaccid perches will rise someday
Drown me in fields of white
The dripping sunshine was hatched to bite
He gotta run run run run run run
Run...
But, ripped wings
Like moon's tides and
Ripped wings
With the sun they collide
-Mica Tenenbaum
