Any time my love
Anytime
I'll listen to those rants
About your out of of order rubble
Your unordinary mother
Your insanity that hovers
I'll listen to those talks
About the practical approach
As if your father will encroach
On your up and coming views
Any time my love
Anytime I'll listen
To the courage that's inside of you
The world you're barely breaking through
The words are running out of you
And you're becoming see through
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