Oh my shen I write it down the way it is
the words only a shadow of what I want to say
a shadow of what is now
bows over the paper
circles around with holy smokes
No one knows what caught the nest on fire
but it is burning on the water
mother-shen, motherswan
hovers by with her little ones
warms the water
understands nothing
gives the sky her rarely heared
ga-oh
The love of shen has a beating heart
on the other side of the mirror
the girl lays her cheek at the mirror
imitates the swans rarely heared
ga-oh
I cry so I can love again
each and everyone I see
I have to blow in shen with
a rarely heared sound
now please
cold water souls
give me back my own
Name me when nothing is impossible
name sweet and I will find home.
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