The Turquoise in Water by mothersofgut
This song turned out way better than I anticipated! Wrote it from scratch this morning.
Lyrics:
A boy swinging on a rope,
a slow descent into the lake below.
Blue waves begin to fold,
earth pulling down to meet him there.
Soon, suspension in the air
gives heed the depths alone,
Trying and trying and trying and trying
to just let go.
I'm running forward and backward to find the piece of the puzzle.
The tragedy of a diaromic mind is the turquoise in water.
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