Ooh, I wanna be In the picture on the postcard Pouring pitchers in the backyard by the garden we tend Ooh, I wanna be Where the crickets chirp for me Frogs that fractal at my feet by the dirt road ...
I’ve been feeling lightheaded since I lost enough weight to fit back in my skin Flower petals and feathers tether me to the ground (pound for pound) Take my tea with formaldehyde For my feminine side ...