Stormy eyes as
Ash, golden brown sugar
Her temper, her joy
Is upside down
And I had…
A smug of sound
And wavy walks shimmer
All leaves that she greets
Are upside down
And I had an idea
Of how it would be
But now I see
All her red-stained hair
It keeps coming
‘Cause there is a shore
Out of softness
Red room of hearts
Out there to collect, dreamy
She cradles and searches
When upside down
Stormy eyes as
Ash, golden brown sugar
In corners she hums
While upsidе down
And I had an idea
Of how it would be
And now I see
All her rеd-stained hair
It keeps coming
’Cause there is a shore
Out of softness
It keeps coming
‘Cause there is a shore
Out of softness
There is a shore
Out of softness
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