I wanna tell you a story.
A story about the road.
A story which starts with glory
And sudden turns to cloud.
It was a cold cold night of February
And the starts were shining low
The forest was out of berries
And the girl was about to show.
A lady was lying in a white bed
As the man been creating a plan
To get his stomach fed,
To take the carrots out of sand.
The girl came fast and proudly
The lady was about to smile
As girl started crying loudly
And the man took his time.
In few years the girl turned to bear
And the lady didn’t know what to wear
‘Cause the girl was out of norms
Including all the sunny storms.
Now she is a small and complicated lady
Wondering how she became out of baby
Who always used to wear in red
But now only in the black shed.
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