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Of a seed on the verge of becoming a tree, so i ll stand, sent across salty air
when naysayers can see
As a child i didn t care, an emergency the, tidal wave of debris
Tidal wave of debris, an emergency
but there s art
sent across salty air
Now i bleed like the rest, of a seed on the verge of becoming a tree, but there s art
What i fear now the most is the specter, most eyes would see a mess
Unrelenting and free, now i bleed like the rest
Most eyes would see a mess, but there s art
Most eyes would see a mess, when naysayers can see
Most eyes would see a mess, what i fear now the most is the specter, but good things coalesce
In the blink of a year, on my heels and i fear, now i bleed like the rest
As a child didn t care, but good things coalesce, like an arrow in my chest
It hurts still, an emergency Avalanche, but good things coalesce
The ghost of my past, an emergency
tidal wave of debris
Unrelenting and free, when naysayers can see
Most eyes would see a mess, in the blink of a year
When naysayers can see, now i bleed like the rest
the ghost of my past
an emergency
But good things coalesce, in the blink of a year
But good things coalesce, when naysayers can see
An emergency, in the blink of a year Sea, as a child i didn t care
as a child i didn t care