SOOTHE YOUR SOUL

Got drunk by the sunshine

I am still waiting for my red wine

You know an elegant goblet is not enough

The red rug on the ground is still rough

Have no energy for laugh or cry

Have no allergy for seesaw or slide

You sitting near a window with a beam of light above your head

It is the trauma in your heart you are trying to hide

Come here, grab my hand

We can be Bonnie and Clyde

Someone cares, someone does not

I cannot tell

But I know I can soothe your soul

Ignore the absurd tale

We are who we are

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