It's waining, and wax is
Dripping down my back
Walking, dazing
Stepping on the cracks
Butterfly
Landing on my ear
"Hello"
"Hello"
Strolling along
My favorite way home
Trees
Buzzing past my eyes
Morning Mrs. Ladybug,
Are you still sleeping in my mane?
Riding the waves
Like an ancient paper crane
.................................................
Now,
The light
Stops breathing
And flies
Now,
My mind
Keeps drifting
Bye bye
Is this glowing a sign?
Is this rumbling divine?