Reading all the room
The energy oh it shifts
And I'm en-tombed
With my lust for learning
Everything about you
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
They call me a psycho
But really I just let go
Of needing approval
Im free to roam the afterlife
Looking ahead to a dawn of light
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
So.come hither my dear
Please do.sit near
So I can drink sweet elegance
Of your skins neutral fragrance
Maybe they are right
Or Maybe they are wrong
it doesn't really matter anymore
because I am not just rain and thunder
I am the winds only whisper
While Bear's and birds slumber
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
(Between burgundy and wine)
Mama's crying
Is he lying?
Is this true love
I pray on a dove
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
We wing it
Time to sing it
Or should I not
My Stomach's in a knott
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
Winter is closing in
It's darker in the morning
Depression season
Come say hello
To autumn sorrow
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
Money in a jar
My life's the car
begin a new
Seatbelts on
time to move
Yet I can't help but feel
A little bit lost
(I'll be okay)
Reading all the room
The energy oh it shifts
And I'm en-tombed
With my lust for learning
Everything about you
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
They call me a psycho
But really I just let go
Of needing approval
Im free to roam the afterlife
Looking ahead to a dawn of light
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
So.come hither my dear
Please do.sit near
So I can drink sweet elegance
Of your skins neutral fragrance
Maybe they are right
Or Maybe they are wrong
it doesn't really matter anymore
because I am not just rain and thunder
I am the winds only whisper
While Bear's and birds slumber
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
(Between burgundy and wine)
Mama's crying
Is he lying?
Is this true love
I pray on a dove
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
We wing it
Time to sing it
Or should I not
My Stomach's in a knott
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
Winter is closing in
It's darker in the morning
Depression season
Come say hello
To autumn sorrow
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
Money in a jar
My life's the car
begin a new
Seatbelts on
time to move
Yet I can't help but feel
A little bit lost
(I'll be okay)
Reading all the room
The energy oh it shifts
And I'm en-tombed
With my lust for learning
Everything about you
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
They call me a psycho
But really I just let go
Of needing approval
Im free to roam the afterlife
Looking ahead to a dawn of light
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
So.come hither my dear
Please do.sit near
So I can drink sweet elegance
Of your skins neutral fragrance
Maybe they are right
Or Maybe they are wrong
it doesn't really matter anymore
because I am not just rain and thunder
I am the winds only whisper
While Bear's and birds slumber
They said that I'm an idiot
When really I was an idiom
Walking a fine line
Between burgundy and wine
(Between burgundy and wine)
Mama's crying
Is he lying?
Is this true love
I pray on a dove
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
We wing it
Time to sing it
Or should I not
My Stomach's in a knott
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
Winter is closing in
It's darker in the morning
Depression season
Come say hello
To autumn sorrow
A little bit lost
Let's go home
Talking to dad
On nature's phone
Isn't the same
Since we said so long
Money in a jar
My life's the car
begin a new
Seatbelts on
time to move
Yet I can't help but feel
A little bit lost
(I'll be okay)
Quirky Neurodivergent woman who is 35. I am am a poet and while I do compose some of my own music, musicality skills are no where near as good as my lyric and poetry writing. I'll be attending University this September 2026 so may not respond very quickly for a while as I'll be very busy studying. But don't hesitate to reach out to collaborate and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
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