Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.
Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.
Either you think - or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline…
Be grateful for luck. Pay the thunder no mind - listen to the birds. And don't hate nobody.
You can begin as if nothing had ever gone wrong. White as snow.