Pluralone
Green & Gold
Distance yourself from the inside
So you can be without
Throw your voice elsewhere somewhere else
Ventriloquist without
Distance yourself from everyone
So you can feel not around
Throw your hand up making me move
Vulnerable so I’m without

Anyone to listen
Anyone to see
Makes you wonder who one
Who one should be

And the seasons change
Nothing looks the same
To what you’ve painted

From an amateur place
Who should be getting the blame
Visions of some future escape
How much time are we the same

The world should be green and should be
And should be filled with gold
Envision some future shining
In visions we can be so bold

To anyone to listen
To anyone to sees
Makes you wonder who one
Who one should be