There were bugs inside our ears,
There were petals down our cheeks,
What a wild and precious life that we live.
There were palm trees in the distance,
There were mountains inside you,
What a wild and precious life that we have lived.
There were voices in the treetops,
There were you talking to the trees,
You're the wild and precious life that I have lived.
There were sparks inside your eyes,
There were flames among the breeze,
What a wild and tragic life that we have lived.
There were rumblings in the horizon,
There were cyclones all around,
What a tragic and violent life that we have lived.
There were waves within the oceans,
There were crashings miles throughout,
What a tragic and violent world we live in.
There were planets running circles,
There were stars subsiding home,
What a small and violent place we reside in.
There were butterflies encasing us yet,
There was nothing anymore.
What a nonexistent world our life decayed.
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