True from モケマゾ by mokamazo

In the morning I lift my head off the pillow towards the sun.
Those intruding rays that blind my eyes announce the day that is to come.
I don't feel ok today, something isn't there.
I shrug my shoulders and turn my eyes to the sun's glaring stare.

I brush my teeth and shine my shoes like all good girls should do.
The funny thing about being blue is everything seems new.
I think today I'll change my mind and make myself come true.
Visit the old cemetery where I'll bury my thoughts of you.

Marching home with new ideas and something I must do.
The crow flies by and heeds my call of the silence I pursue.
I think today I'll change my mind & make myself come true.
Visit the old cemetery where I'll bury my thoughts of you.

• Rock
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