It Gives, It Gives!

tender branches,

will not hold,

something stronger,

warning told.

give me courage,

give me blood,

thought I made you

out of mud.

I've got itches,

in my eyes,

thought I made you,

out of flies.

IT GIVES, MY SOUL GIVES,

IT WILL NOT HOLD,

IT WILL NOT HOLD!

IT GIVES, MY BRANCHES BREAK,

THEY WILL FALL DOWN,

THEY WILL FALL DOWN!

I have a wish,

a crude deception.

Killing me,

You kill my question!

Erase my marks,

And drown my mem'ry!

I have a field,

bury me, give me!

I am a stone,

I am a feeling.

I am alone,

I can't stop stealing.

IT GIVES, MY SOUL GIVES,

IT WILL NOT HOLD,

IT WILL NOT HOLD!

IT GIVES, MY BRANCHES BREAK,

THEY WILL FALL DOWN,

THEY WILL FALL DOWN!

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I am the least important issue in my day. I am sure that I should consider myself at least a bit higher on the list.

But I still find the vanity to be a clothes horse. the hypocrisy!

good night. Go be someone.