For all of my dreams to come true, i’d crawl
awake at night watching my thoughts, just like particles, fall
My parents instilled the art of praying if I wanted a real change
so for a second I thought, damn, I may need to be saved
through the binoculars you say I’m insane
but under my finger tips I found my escape
my eyes wide open as my heart beat tells my brain
wanting something greater than the sounds of the trains
that i heard at night when all of the world was asleep
while the moon beautifully awaits the sun as she silently weeps
for it to come back
like a lost dream that fell into the cracks
or a lost puppy looking for some facts
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there were so many days just wasted
being lost and jaded
impatient and frustrated
loving something tainted
getting so dismayed
driving in the vehicle & wondering if i should just wreck it
Words from my heart do you fear it or do you feel it?
writing things down needing someone to hear it
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Found something so speakable
now we’re doing the unspeakable
talking about the “unreachable”
sipping on our wine as we plan for the unthinkable
making it about purpose because life in itself is not meaningful
every morning is anything but dreadful
because i’d give my life for the truth
and that’s the truth
crawling to the top but starting at the roof
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