She's A Perfect And Now: A Poetic Journey of Self

That's why our mind can't always tell you about it. We think we need to feel truly alive to make it all worthwhile. Just like the sunrise, seeking its place in the blue, to illuminate our world. Yeah! One, two, three, four, five! And you think you have no one else to do. There's a whole lot of people looking the other way. So give it to me now, give it to me then. Because the hope in my hand is my only defence. It is my body and my land that live. It's just my body and my name to live. We dance for the world's shame, but you ain't got nobody else to blame. He wants to cry. He wants to cry. He wants to cry. I said oh boy. Oh boy. She's a perfect. She's a perfect. She's a perfect and now. She's a perfect. She's a perfect. She's a perfect and now. Mind. Imagined and dreams, my breath and skin. I've been waiting for the sign of you. We're the only ones here, I have been working this through. Let's see how it goes. And now, everywhere for like you're my soul. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. ...