I was enamored by this duckling watched her bloom to a swan.
She choose to use her wings before i could find us a pond.
So now i hide my torn feathers when im around the other birds.
Don’t wont any new anchors before i try my flight from earth.
But
still, in your light im lost,
lessons of price and cost im taught
See, i’ve never been as quite sick as this.
Strung off the feel of your skin and the taste of your lips.
