It's just that i think that
Flowers grow in the places where your feet touch the ground
And i would like to know your secret
How you slip into the smallest cracks
Of a heart i wasn't sure was still around
But it's a game of swim or sink
We run in circles, constantly
And you could never quite keep up with me
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