coyote sing along hour, species dysphoria
Woke up on lockdown one more time
my visions won't ever learn.
But I see the light so much clearer
every time I return.
Forge my armor in the old fire,
my spirit sings loud and clear,
even in here.
I'll be reborn, someday someday, if I wait long enough.
I don't HAVE to be afraid.
I don't WANT to be afraid.
And you can't tell my what my spirit tells me isn't true,
Can you?