And as silver as the rainbow scales that shimmer purple blue

How can beauty that is living be anything but true?

How can beauty that is living be anything but true?
How can beauty that is living be anything but true?
So let gravity be my sculptor, let the wind do my hair
So let gravity be my sculptor, let the wind do my hair
Let me dance in front of people without a care —Adrianne Lenker
Let me dance in front of people without a care
—Adrianne Lenker

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