my head is in the clouds.
I live in tomorrow,
hiding from the present.
I'll keep you to myself,
sealed with a kiss
and wrapped in a paper-thin bow.
And when we're not all trapped
in the middle of this bullshit everyone calls life,
and we've dispersed to the edges,
we'll look around and realize that
we're all okay.
We were to begin with,
we just strayed from our luminescent path.
When we find our way back,
(I swear we'll find our way back)
just promise not to run too fast,
sometimes I trip and fall.
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