Rose. She likes the feel of your nose.
She knows that everyone knows her, chose her, sigh.
Brown. You like the feel of the ground.
To feel it blow all around you, down you, sigh.
Don’t let me slip through.
Don’t let me walk invisible by.
I am Nature; I get you high.
Green. Too many places unseen.
Too many footsteps behind you, bind you, why?
Stray. Seek everything far away.
Don’t let nobody scold you, mold you, try.
Don’t let me slip through.
Don’t let me walk invisible by.
I am Nature; I get you high.
Burn. Too many pages to learn.
Too many pages to follow, swallow, sigh.
Strive. You always fought to survive.
You always fought them to conquest, multiply.
Don’t let me slip through.
Don’t let me walk invisible by.
I am Nature; I get you high.
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