Music by Cat Quirk
Music pours from
my lips
like warm milk
from a saucer
It is comforting
like rain
is strong, flowing
sure of itself
Songs I create
in my
head, construct me
make me happy
Is it happiness
I feel?
or maybe acceptance
of who I am?
Maybe I will
never know
but for now
it is good
my lips
like warm milk
from a saucer
It is comforting
like rain
is strong, flowing
sure of itself
Songs I create
in my
head, construct me
make me happy
Is it happiness
I feel?
or maybe acceptance
of who I am?
Maybe I will
never know
but for now
it is good