Tower likes to fall, and cream likes to spoil
Everything living tries to get back to the soil
What feels right, and what seems small
If something chooses me
Does it mean I didn't choose to be who I am?
Or am I just a little lamb, headed for the stew?
False prophecy doesn't mean prophecy is true
The ground is so proud just to hold us up
We're a kiss away from being dangerous
Kiss me and show me that it's true
You're depressed about a thing you don't really want to do
Don't try to write your name in the clouds from the ground
Don't try to write your name in the clouds from the ground
AutoCAD architects with GPS
Staple-gun carpenters building a 3D mess
We protest, but it doesn't work again
Your magic beans mean at least you'll have one giant friend
The ground is so proud just to hold us up
We're a kiss away from being dangerous
Kiss me and show me that it's true
You're depressed about a thing you don't really want to do
Don't try to write your name in the clouds from the ground
Don't try to write your name in the clouds from the ground
Don't try to write your name in the clouds from the ground
Don't try to write your name in the clouds from the ground
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