It is easy to wish sometimes
To be buried under vast plains, mountains
To be forgotten, to shrink and fold your insides under your bed
But you have to form a house with your hands above your head
and say I am my very own roof
I am my very own home
Come along, let's pace
Go on and trace your path through this tall grass
I'm not doing anything with my time, might as well
Spell a poem into a flower
Maybe they'll drag me lower and lower and lower
But you have to form a house with your hands above your head
and say I am my very own roof
I am my very own home
But you have to form a house with your hands above your head
and SHOUT
I am my very own roof
I am my very own
Very own
Home
credits
from The Hillside,
released February 17, 2020
Songwriting, guitar, singing and cassette recording by poqpie
Bass by Jannick Reiser
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