while the world is insane
the picture got a bad frame
but it's the picture that matters
you make me tame
while the world is frighten me
the music is bad recorded
but it sounds like birds singing
and melt the snow outside
a tape like an old analog camera
crackly, make the ice turn
to water,free to flow -
no longer a body, just a soul
no longer any rent to pay,
open to go wherever the will say
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