Lyrics:
through the motions And I seem to be pretty fair at them But something's missing, something's broken Petiole say that I'm depressed and if I am, okay?
Frozen in the ground by its petiole A single maple leaf was wind blown An imperfect circle is formed You whisper how beautiful Snow blinded staring
And breezes shake shadows from their petioles, they Gather as autumn at the tree's feet
Roundels decorate Breathing clamly Stomata inspirate Shadowed, unalarmed Petioles pulse With particular pleasantries Golden-orbed and gallant
Fractal from bough to branch to twig to leaf To petiole to stomata to cell Resolution: Atomic 1:1 Highest definition Integrated to infinity Non-Bayesian
Like two carrots grown into one Our leaves and petioles braid So green and serine under sunny skies But in the dirt's depth we shine All the same
To the candles burning at neither end May your wick sit fat with good intention Lamina; her aura. Petiole; Scheele's green To bathe at her radiance
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