Bom bom bap bap
Bom ba bap bap
Bomba bap bap
Bomba bap bap
Do do do…do do de doodoo da.
Plink plonk plink…plinka plonk plink plink
Plink…
Plonk….
Dee Dee da Doo Doo da dee…
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What’s your color today?
What color are you?
Where’s the soul?
What’s in your heart?
Is it stable?
The things you identify with, the version of your self that you strive for?
Does it stand constant?
Does it weather the seasons and is it polished with time??
I miss….
Miss the shadow man,
(Shhhhh)
The air is crisp, the leaves have fallen, the children are getting jazzed up for presents..
I’m twirling my wrists, making little circles,,
Heart and soul..
You leave a lot behind.
Sounds like a trap.
Shame on you for letting wounds get at you…
Sigh..
Heart and soul..
It’s a mess, and it’s all tangled.
(Relax)
Yeah… it’s alright.
It’s all alright.
No freak out.
dawn 