cause i'm falling bad for you.
i can see the ground approaching now,
but i'm not sure what to do.
i feel like the pinata, won't you take a swing at me.
if you could just crack the shell open
i think inside you would find something sweet.
well i hear you like a hunter now
your footsteps in the leaves
and i would gladly leave my hiding place,
yes, i'm hoping to be seen.
so let your arrow fly and sing,
i'm well within your aim.
lay your traps for a thousand miles,
and please don't let me escape.
winter came to Omaha
it left us looking like a bride.
a million perfect snowflakes now,
and no two are alike
so it's hard for me imagining the flaws in this design.
i know debris, it covers everything
and still i am in love with this life.
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