[Lyric] Three (Adjy)

(ex. 4+4+412 1+23)

I woke -I woke to meet you
A sundering, a thundering, and I am skin and bone -we were alone...

I came here to meet you -I come alone
Help me to dance, this movement is stuck in my head

Trapped in the soil; tree trunk lifting up it's reverse to the star cluster over head
I long for the hand paintings of my father's father's father
-the red ochre, ash, and hematite
Spit with palms face-down-against-the-wall... It was inside thеse walls...
We learnеd to count

We make great bodies out of spinning things upon turning rings
And all the numbers are just the smaller ones like light through rain masks they are
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3
6
9
You count them...
You count them:

"3,6,9."

And when you think you've added more
You count out...
"Three... Six... Nine..."