AMANDALA

ORBIT
Organized, you hold me close to your heart, to the point distance can't come between us.
I embrace the richness of your heart.
Sounds invoke,melodies form, the sunniest songs of love.

Colors; street signs now art for me.
Stolen credit, I'm running free.
Change in the air, nowhere to be.
Carve me in stone.
I'm a masterpiece.

Round and round we go, on this planet.
Hold my hand as we spin out of control.
My head in the clouds.
How bizarre it is to think that everything we do is very important.

Turning, dancing barefoot to the breeze of the wind.
Weaving the thread that runs through every little thing, on the planet that hangs in the midst of space.

Melodies form, the sunniest songs of love. Colors, street signs, now art for me.
Stolen credit, I'm running free.
Change in the air, nowhere to be.
Carve me in stone.
I'm a masterpiece.

Round and round the earth, orbits round the sun it turns on its axis, rotating right around.

How bizarre it is to think,
Howbizarre it is to think,
that everything we do

is very IMPORTANT.

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