Instead of who I am

What a night when I sleep with storks
Under the hanging fog
Quietly, alone, I stand among them
Just feet above the water

But when the beam bites the darkness
Let’s wake up from a dream
Swamps of new desires
It will fly into the sky

Instead of whom the flower blooms
Instead of who I am
Which skin smells best
Whose song needs my voice?

Instead of whom the flower blooms
Instead of who I am
Which skin smells best
Whose song needs my voice?

But if the grass above my land
It will grow like a flower
One silent drop in the eye
She will give honey to others

Instead of whom the flower blooms
Instead of who I am
Which skin smells best
Whose song needs my voice?

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