A single open mind
Can open any door
Survival asks us this
Requests not less not more
Her high is humming now
Her hair is coming down
The blankets welcome her
Excited part for fur
And your head screams
And your spine dreams
And you become the loveliest part of the day
And so you're somebody
Talking to everybody
The microphone's a dead giveaway
Hear the hope inside me escapade
Record, tape and t-shirt arrows
Little Cupid is the sparrow inside my head
Is the sparrow inside
Sparrow inside
My head
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