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Lying in the hot sun today
Watch as the clouds run away
Thought a little while about you
The sky was a petrifying blue
And while the geese flew past
For no reason at all
I let the sky fall
This is an empty country, and I am the king
And I should not be allowed to touch anything
I picked myself up off the ground
Shook the gras from my hair and I
Walked around
Welcome warm sunlight in my eye
Strangers passing by
I shimmied up the black walnut tree
Let the hard blue sky fall right through me
And I saw the sad young cardinals, trying to sing
And I should not be allowed to touch anything