Gentle moon carry the night
Piercing chills in a wash of white
We've walked in floods in streams of verse
And endless thought in wind dispersed
We know these streets, its hierarchy
Always convinced they're royalty
No beacon truths can shed this skin
Of jailbird blues I'm stirring in
Writer(s): Casey Nicole Mecija, Jennifer Lyn Mecija, Anissa Rashida Hart, Ryan William Carley, Heather L Kirby, James Paul Bunton, Andrew David Kinoshita
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