Hello…brave little ant ready for bobos
Cave imagery never been solo
Magnificent ending in slo-mo
Oh no…you're no longer a child, yeah you grown up
You're stronger and wiser alone but
You've conquered your style and you've owned it
Yeah, I took my time with this one
Oh look the 'i' was missing
I lacked the confidence
To rhyme about my own decisions… oh the irony
Primary vision was the single thing that was lacking in that first edition
Because it looks like you've tried
I will wait for you on the other side
But life is a blink of an eye
So I'll leave this lullaby
So how was your daydream?
While you were there did you meet anybody below?
Did they impact you?
Have you changed like the theme from your favourite show?
You went there frequently
I saw you recently grasping for that grass to grow
But the blades got sharper every time you started to scrape them all down with a stone
Goodbye…the lullaby of a caterpillar
Butterfly wings are so familiar
Muttered things often sprinkle like cinder
Autumn skies twinkle through winter
Shuffling out of uncomfortable skin
Blossoming into those beautiful things called butterfly wings
Because it looks like you've tried
I will wait for you on the other side
But life is a blink of an eye
So I'll leave this lullaby