[06:29.00]This is a story some kind of a story [06:29.00]This is a story about about a boy and girl [06:29.00]A girl and a boy a boy. [06:29.00]Only fighting. [06:29.00]That some boy in the dark while he learned to evolve [06:29.00]Inverted crystal mountain kind of a story. [06:29.00]This is a story [06:29.00]Man about the serifs and ciphers that the scholars deciphered [06:29.00]Translations of sanskrit [06:29.00]Just as my handwritten story. [06:29.00]This is a story [06:29.00]Where the singers begin to appear [06:29.00]In the spaces between all the dashes and braces [06:29.00]In the mothbitten story - of getting left behind. [06:29.00]This is a story [06:29.00]Some kind of a story. [06:29.00]With the pages distressed sins you held to your chest [06:29.00]They were mangled and dog eared while the rest were just mangy and gory. [06:29.00]This is a story about the memory of water [06:29.00]Translating the sound of the traffic. [06:29.00]Remember the traffic [06:29.00]It's making you carsick all along southfield freeway. [06:29.00]And translating mistakes and the trees were mistaken [06:29.00]And the trees for the woods and the sound of the trash [06:29.00]For the sound of the blowing leaves along the southfield freeway. [06:29.00]My name is a blackbird this is a two tone. [06:29.00]Feathers are warm in molasses [06:29.00]Twisting the words from the solids to gases. [06:29.00]Now I don't have worry [06:29.00]Of making it [06:29.00]It's so unclear. [06:29.00]Am I dead or am I dying [06:29.00]Or am I simply tired of crying [06:29.00]My name is a blackbird this is a two tone. [06:29.00]Feathers are warm in molasses [06:29.00]Twisting the words from the solids to gases. [06:29.00]Now I don't have worry [06:29.00]Of making it [06:29.00]It's so unclear. [06:29.00]Am I dead or am I dying [06:29.00]Or am I simply tired of crying [06:29.00]My name is a blackbird.