Seedy Seeds (The)
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Turn off the TVAnd look me in the eye when we don't speakI'm tired of sleepingTired of careless, empty hoursI'm tired of eatingy dinner off of paper platesI can't be botheredTo step around the holes you left for meI am ready nowThe sun is heavyIt's taking out the glass as light shines inAnd finds the ceilingAnd the walls withdraw to leave me where I standAnd turned to tackleBecause the dust has settled just enough to seeThe room around meIs nothing more than six sides on a squareI am ready nowI've dreamt of mountainsTaller than the distance to the starsAnd I was flyingThough I was naming every single oneAnd fields of cottonNever had been farther from my mindI have to smileI only hope that you can do the sameAnd I know I am ready now
From Letras Mania