Lesson #57

A plastic bag filled with all your things is carried to the bottom of The Strand
Though I tried, I couldn't keep a thing
How's a person realize they can't stand?
Though I tried, I couldn't keep a thing
How's a moth know where it wants to land?

Welcome to the gravel: The very spot where I came unraveled
Welcome to the gravel: The very spot where I came unraveled

A hornet's nest in a red sweatshirt far past the four inch drop's stony reach
A cornered mouse that stayed with me
There must be something else here that I need
There must be something else here that I need

Welcome to the gravel: The very spot where I came unraveled
Welcome to the gravel: The very spot where I came unraveled

My faith is getting tapped; My face is getting chapped

Welcome to the gravel: A piece of rock to volunteer
The very spot where I came unraveled
Welcome to the gravel: A piece of rock to volunteer
The very spot where I came unraveled
Welcome to the gravel: A piece of rock to volunteer
The very spot where I came unraveled
Welcome to the gravel: A piece of rock to volunteer
The very spot



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Writer(s): Jared Morris
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