I'M Part of the Paparazzi
I'm part of the paparazzi
A voyeurist on someone else's voyage
My soul is stuffed in a box
I come out like Jack, but
Tethered to the neck, and
I seek eternal sunshine
An even white, an ocean of love
To drown and melt this Witch of the West
Bewitch me free, mountains and wind
Unravel me free to your tops and valleys
Until I'm only a part of a moment
Out up there in an orange sunset
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