Inside this crazy acid denim destiny
I painted all my dreams on pavement
And skinned up both my knees
Threads hanging from skies of gold
Tangled up like ornamental knots
Weave brows to bone I cannot tweeze
And I weep into liturgical vessels
Wondering how I will ever keep
Those who have become my trestle
The foundation made of gems
Blinking their multicolored glow
Those who hold me in their hymns
Falling fast from these eyes upon me
I’m breaking the chains confining me
Screaming past who I used to be
And climbing to where I should be
No more of these fantasy poured roads
No more glittery braille speaking codes
Just more of you and a place we can roam
Just more of you to guide my heart home

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