Once
Once that the chain it has broke
It rises and falls
Brave
Brave was the girl who had moved from Hong Kong
For her voice was returning
The mind begins burning to notes
Beyond the day
'Cause there's an artistry to going away
Plump
Plump was the child she would grow
And I know it all, it's true
Strange
Strange from the times we would know as the cell phone
Well, don't tempt me with longing
Don't tempt me with marketing
I won't buy it today
'Cause there's an artistry
In the day-to-day today, today
Swoop
Swoop go the swallows above her grandmother's grave
Sweet
Sweet as the bees that I feel in the north plains
For the soil is returning
Her mind begins burning to notes
Beyond the day
Is there an artistry to feeling this way?
Is there an artistry in the day-to-day today, today?
And there's an artistry to going away