All on its own
Sitting by itself
like a lone VHS on a shelf
Nothing around
Nothing near
Approach it without sound
Take cautionary steps with fear
What is it suppose to mean
It's nothing but a rock
Means about as much as her sock
Take a look
Stand right here
Walk away, release that fear
Through the grass
Up the hill
Look back one last time
Just to feel the wind
Just to feel the thrill
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