Scarce
Live a little louder, girl. Be a blast of noise
The tunes that you scatter
The glasses that you shatter
Are swimming in the open, callous and free
You cannot demolish the universe, so dance a little wilder
The waves that you make
The grounds that you shake
Are stronger than you make them out to be
Be a little more you, little one. Cry when your heart gets cold
The howls that you scream
The tomorrows that you dream
Hold them yours, brilliant and blue, hidden and true
Don’t make yourself scarce, girl. Don’t be afraid of being you
Yesterdays are gone
Tomorrows are unknown
Let the lights take you twirling into their might
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