Dirt

Sock in the breeze blown away into the trees

Days turn to months

I watched it turn brown on the low-hung branch

I was for liberation

I want to be loved

I'm impatient

Sun in your face and you say you’ve turned the page

Now that it's done do you want to have some fun with someone

Anyone else who is feeding

Everyone's scared of the real thing

Rage is like sand

It will slip right through your hands

Love is a pearl that will open you back up to the world

Salt of the earth you were never

If I eat the dirt will it make mе clever?

Will it make mе clever?

Will it make me clever?

I was never

Will it make me clever?

I was never