bravitzlana rubakalvanis a country i made for usnbravitzlana rubakalva, our very own countrynnin bravitzlana rubakalvanwe will build cabinsnof redwood heart and old animal eyesnfloors and walls of crystalnnand we will sing around the fiery treestumpsnwe will play the woodsnand in bravitzlana rubakalvanour grey hair, it will not burnnno, no, our grey hairnit will not burnnnand we will, and we willnand we will drop our lanterns in the darknessnwe will dance all bright and firenand we will drop our lanterns in the darknessnwe will dance all bright and firenand we will waltz with them red flickersnred, orange, red, one, twonone, two, three, one, two, three..nnbravitzlana rubakalva, our very own countrynbravitzlana rubakalvanoh, there, we have see-through belliesnwhere we can, where we cannwhere we can watch all the miracles happeningnand we can watch our organs clappingnand we can, and we cannand we can watch our bread dissolvingnand we can watch our cells dividingnand we can see our babies floatingnand we can watch them form from nothingnsit back and just watch them form from nothingnwe can, and we can, and we can, and we can, and we can, and we cannand we can, and we can, we can watch our blood a-rushingnrushing past the walls of our canyonsnand we can watch each other's muscles dancingnas we lay in each other's armsnn'cause in bravitzlana rubakalvanour arms ain't attached to bodies