Your collarbone's a symbol all of it's own
Little keys amongst a collection of leaves
That are printed on a piece of fabric to cover
The subtext are in the eyes of a lover
Through the cracks you can see and discover
Sourced from the spirit of my mother
Pushing through the hesitation horizontal lies
Understand I need rotation moon beams purify
This old thought of thinking leads to capsized circles
Cat right reflex jumping hurdles
Clavicles, kaleidoscopes, seeing double
Forever climbing this rubble
Forever
It's the joy of learning one's limitations