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Vanilla
First time I met you in America
You showed me the way
to your lonely Mars
Where I tumbled down
Where I fall apart
Would you let me
call your name Vanilla
Later you moved to Venezuela
Morphing to flowers blossom
in the park
I begged the sun for
Keeping you unharmed
Would you let me climb
on your stems
And pick up all your gems
I’ll seed it in the sand
Could be November
you’ll understand
Next time we meet won’t be
too long await
Vanilla
Are you flying alone to Florida
Storms on the radar
It’s raining hard tonight
I’ll be the shelter
in your abandoned yard
It’s last time
I call your name Vanilla
I was the pilot
of the shooting star
I’ve been to places
Now on your lonely Mars
Weaving villa in the dark