Felicia

Yellow
 
I turn my head towards the sun.
Catch the blindness with my eyes.
I am staggered, I am done.
Trapped between,
trapped between

Yesterday fought for us
tomorrow is crying
I am just a cross
between living and dying

I made my bed of yellow leaves.
Played the colours up my sleaves.
I am weary, I am numb.
trapped between,
trapped between.

yesterday fought for us
tomorrow is crying
I am just a cross between

living and dying.
 
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