As you march Put your feet down along the path As you sharply slide Cut what darkens your designed, firm sight I am the grass under your feet that softens your steps And I am the branch you break and I am the bird you laugh off and leave in the lurch Gloss over, silence and forget As youre getting close Tear along, rushing madly off reaching your goals As you dust up the sand Eager to see rewards in glitter and gold I am the sand under your feet that softens your steps And I am the branch you break and I am the bird you laugh off and leave in the lurch Gloss over and silence, omit I am the grass under your feet that softens your steps And I am the branch you break and I am the bird you laugh off and leave in the lurch Gloss over and silence and forget As you cut in suspense Wanting space to grow Its on my expense But you dont look below
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