i'm not a bench
i am not
it looks like everything's okay
it is not
ye might consider everything's done
it is never
will never
and never ever be as ye wish
guts have been thrown out
ye never know
what lies inside
will never
the precious is already wrapped up
shield and tied up
up high
counting stars above the sky
deep down
waiting for leaves to dry
i'm not a bench
i am not
