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with the world watching
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other? The world is watching me
I’m held back to do what I please
There is an eye staring in my direction
And I’m under high protection
The streetcar rolls along
A tree blows in the breeze
I look at my sister feeding the birds
And think of the barriers which keep me enclosed
She’s wearing a black, copper, and gray coat
My mother holds on to my arm and she acts so proper
I hear the clangs of people coming home
I see people rejoicing after their return
The cathedral chimes and the train whistle blows
I see the snow, and colder it grows
I want to cross the street, go into the shops
I stand begging mother, while my sister feeds the birds
She has no restrictions, she is not held back
To me as a child everything’s a distraction
Whether it’s just a leaf blowing, my sister, or something important
It’s winter and all is a blur
The trees are gone, the wind is cold
The sky up in the background is ready to set
None of the trees want to move
Yet the wind forces them around
I’m waiting for the new plants to come
All the new life and joy
Fresh flowers in spring skies of blue
Right now the world feels so unclear
Living a life in what I want to be love
I stroll along the road as the streetcar rolls past
I’m in a world locked in and there’s no turning back
The world can be clean in one swipe of the night
When the sun has gone down, when there’s no more light
The sunset comes back tomorrow and the next
Revealing G-d’s glow and erasing the day’s text
