Broken Arrow from a fallen angel, poison barb's just to seal my mind. Cast no shadow, from the window, water drops from the kitchen sink. All this continues to elude, place card memories & spreadsheet day dream's.
Mystic forecast, gloomy podcast, call my attention & want to set me free. Dusty wind blows, mindless thoughts show, crazy lies through, mindless moronic minds.
Leave me be, I'm running free with the angels. If I talk out of line, I know I will recover fine. From this mess I'm impressed, I'm walking free from life, but don't you know? Shadows no longer cast, where the sunshine blasts.
Find me breathless, I'm holding back on confessions. If I leave my time, I'm looking for a distraction. Forever my soul searching for the life foretold, don't you keep me on hold, I fear I'm already too old, but don't you know, I'm coming for it, the light feathers my timeless mind.
Poisoned arrow, from a mystic fellow. Configuring speech helps me communicate less bleak. Fellowship sails, between the islands. A sunken treasure, under the water, deamonds free, washed away in the sea.
Could it be? Is it for shadowing? The story of me, will it let me be? Mystic rivers flow through the mountains. River rapids empty into the sea. Will my shadow out live the sunshine? Timeless feather to insure these troubled times. Let myself be, willing to run free. Let go of my timeline and leave my worries be.
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