Porches — Permanent Loan

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How come i never see it coming?
I am the meat on the fruit pit clinging
Flung into a black black moon
The motions are splitting
The motions are sharp
The motions go through me

So ruthless and stark
Watch the tree grow simply
I have it easy
But i miss my home
I have it easy
I have no real home
I am on permanent loan