wake up
we're going on bike rides
through the city if
your pedals are a struggle,
i'll be there with some dice
a kite flying up high
your image in the sky
a balloon for you and i
watch the air while whispering
the only thing
you haven't told any else before
i think its a bore
that you can do
what your grinning heart-mouth can barely even chew
we're all scared
we're all scared
we're all scared
we're all scared
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