A bird is falling up from downstairs
I don’t feel my wings growing in my legs
I scratch my head with my toe-nails
I’m getting mad – I can’t reach and scream
Fishes are singing
Songs about insanity
You’re telling me I’m deaf
And to go back to reality
Maybe I’m lost
But I’m alive
A swimming cat enjoys wet fur
And passionately kisses a horny dog
I try to find myself in the sand pile
Old dying children didn’t like my face
A bird is falling up from downstairs
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