Family Tree from In Vine by Racoma

Wreathed in fir, a floral gate
To a world, a different state
And I take a little comfort in the person with my name
As the shifting point of reason takes shape

And the lines, they paint my face
Older me, another day
And the leaves are fractals floating
As they tinker in the sky
And the turning point of reason magnifies

Such a perfect light beam that shines on through
Such a wondrous feeling that pours onto
And the heart wants what the heart knows
And it’s leading me to you

Innocence in what we mean
Some of you and some of me
And I take a little comfort in the thoughts of what we’ll be
And the turning point of reason, family tree

Such a perfect light beam that shines on through
Such a wondrous feeling that pours into
And the heart wants what the heart knows
And it’s leading me to you

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• Seattle