Jacaranda - Trails and Ways

You say you might die if you don’t leave LA

You know, I think you’re not the first one to say that

But I like how you said, in those tomes you texted,

«The city is a diaspora onto itself.»

Kira, I won’t say cheer up,

but you’re all I see, even in your black on black.

Climb down the jacaranda, no matter what they tell you.

Don’t entertain em, that’s the danger.

«So what?»

So why pretend to love the sun?

Don’t totally know what you mean, but I caught your drift—

why don’t we run away the day we turn 18?

Kira, I won’t say cheer up,

but I’ve got a plan, I could tell it to you step by step.

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