Rows of Somebodies

Somebody take a hold
Of me, just grab ahold
So this soil gets that I'm not to be sold

Somebody make a choice
It's free, a colorful choice
Only for the nuance to hear your voice

Somebody fake something
Do wrong to feel something
Or I'll cry and I'll cry and I'll cry, just grab a hold

In the earth lies a forest of bodies
Reach out to the home of dirt
Make small little rows of somebodies
And roads will envy our birth

Ooh
Haa
Haa-aa-haaa

Somebody make me bold
Force me, teach me bold
So when I scream, I'm sure that soil knows I'm not cold

Somebody follow the noise
Find me and double the noise
Pitch in just right and join my lonesome voice

Somebody prove me wrong
Fight me, tell me I'm wrong
The ground doesn't want to swallow me whole, I can skip on being bold

In the earth lies a forest of bodies
Reach out to the home of dirt
Make small little rows of somebodies
And roads will envy our birth

Time and time again
We'll fall and follow them
A tiny path to the yard and then
I'll join the garden
I'll join the garden
I'll join the garden



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