Snufkin

I have gone with the flow
Where're the toes in my shoes pointing?
Between the mountains, red clouds float
They look into the man who is searching for a reason

I wish I had five fingers
Nobody knows about me
But I want to say“it's all right”
All I want is you to play with my tail

I am not always kind
I hold back my feelings by pipe and harp
It's nice not being human

The fight was not all bad
Because it made me, and I could see you
It's nice not being human

Because it made me, and I could see you
It's nice not being human
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