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| "A Cabbage Moth" This is the land of change This is the land of change In this place, inspiration comes in bouts of sunshine Peace of mind in sprinklets of water Each pulled weed, a problem solved Each petal bloomed, a better way of life And the soil births self-respect Self-love, self-love-love-love This place brings forth our colors, our shining colors A glimmer or two or twelve in the sun Yes, this is the land of love In this place knowledge thrives Dirt-colored and rich Well taught and used And trust is not an acquired taste But rather a helping hand Like each butterfly fluttering by And I say Catch butterflies, moths 25 cents a pop 25 cents a pride And gently fly like them Ascend timelines, exceed limitations, Stereotypes, nice clothes and clean nails Grow like them, Caterpillars, grow! Cry upon the shoulders of your coworkers Forget mascara stains Forget masculinity Rip up those cool cards, Caterpillars And chase lovetears, lovehugs, Lovely lovecriticism Chase tails, chase knowledge And flood flower beds with what you've learned [back to lyrics] |
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