Born in the heat of the summer
With no care or bother
Your only daughter
A coiled copper spring
Now I dance between two worlds
With a shadow of myself
Where is all of my confidence hiding out?
Thought it was figured out
But I can't remember now
Spinning around with my head in the clouds
And it all feels consequential
Symbolic or sentimental
A four-leaf clover
A song on repeat
I cut my hair short, now I'm growing it long
Wish I could be in the moment
Wish time would move slower
Wish I had more control, but
It feels like a game
And I'm not having any fun
When I'm playing the fool
Torn in every direction
Far from myself
Always feels like I'm reaching for something else
Word on the tip of my tongue
Found where all of my confidence was hiding out
Buried deep under doubt
Does it even matter now?
I'll cut my hair short, then I'll grow it out long
I believe that I'm right just to realize that I'm wrong
What is synchronicity telling me now?
Hope it's nothing profound
While I'm spinning around
Head in the clouds
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