White doves,cruel crocodiles,calming waterfalls.
They talk,they whisper in my heart.
I need to run.
I need a rush.
Reach a forest,scream your heart out.
No one shall hear you here.
No one shall recognize.
Tie those loose ends and then return,
Return.
Know yourself,know love and let it change you.
Wake up! Wake up!
I need you,don’t you see?
Don’t you sense?
Have you heard my lullaby,I seem to have lost it.
Hold my sword,I need not fight.
I need not hurt,I need not rip.
Sheets of paper,they find me even here.
Is art magic? Does it sparkle?
Will it change me?
It already has,don’t you think?
Dreams,they fall as raindrops.
Pouring raindrops,pouring dreams.
Will it ever stop?
Wont it ever stop?
Those clouds,those dreams.
They don’t seem far at all.
Don’t try to bring me back.
I need this,whatever this is.
I sway.
I sway.
I sway, away, away, away.
Oh,give me way.
I wont let another dream drop,
Wont let my dream drop.
So I’ll sway, sway, sway.
Until I find my way.
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