[Spoken Intro]
I'm gonna write myself a note that I will read and then dispose of
The three words are not enough but there is always time to edit
Four letters are the best, how else to learn but through pain?
Build a wall out of sticks and you'll be happy, out of bricks and you'll be craving more
Did the pig ever try a slaughterhouse of diamonds?
His pain shares, the dots around reflect it
It should be opaque
Crave attention, crave feeling, lonely human beings
Late night calls, crave the security, crave the safety, crave the familiarity
Crave for the clouds, always there to reminds us of what we could reach if we tried, or didn't try in other worlds, or avoided in some tastes
But I won't believe and I've ran all my life and I have nothing to show for it but worn out soles
Afraid to stop because the trees may grow taller than I am
I can't see from a flower to a thorn, being pricked is a lifestyle and being eaten alive is a disease
The parasite of the forest picks on the feeble mind so his notes are useless
His stance is unchanged, the rock moves as the other stays away, he's chosen which to place the flag on

[Outro]
Heaven, give me faith to grow warm
And I will live to believe, let my note be of use
My spirit shall guide me, now with others
For now, but not forever
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