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So listen slowly as these words electrify your hair follicles
Bolting in like needles through your brain
While a deceitful voice whispers tasteful propaganda in your eardrum
Let the lemons linger. Can't you see?
That a revolution needs to be formulated from genuine thought
Steady hands and youthful voices.
Playing in the soil together so nature can watch
With eyes like gathering clouds
Therefore let's hope that connection will be end process to chaos
Like the outstretched arms of a thinning rain
Rain, that appeals simple like a warm kiss on the cheek
Clinging and connecting with itself --
How many rivers does it take to build a world