Breaking Bread Again - Macula Dog

Smell of billions of plants

Aroma to live on

Opposite the big phones

Hand upon a

Little bin with the sun out

Baking bread again

A milder aroma

Inbetween my toes

As the free one does

But soon this all must done

Our house held two years now

Into the pit down south

Smell of billions of plants

Aroma to live on

Opposite the big phones

Hand upon a

Little bin with the sun out

Baking bread again

A milder aroma

Inbetween my toes

As the free one does