Thanks, it was getting cold ‘fore you stole from the gods That transcendent fruit. Wisdom would’ve cost too much.
Say, no more If I can not Own you, be obsessed by you I would rather not See you, be with you
When the wind calls to you, and you stay inside. Lands of unknown beckon and you refuse to stir. Shine from within like an untapped…
I’ve come close, enough to know, Cleanliness