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| Sunbeams leave the world aglow and raindrops wash it bright fog masks the street and the trees and the houses leaving you lost in the gray strangeness Hail comes down like fists from heaven pelting the roof and the flowers alike wind cools, and whispers a soft song to the grass blades People sit idly reading thinking crying changing and growing naturally losing and gaining Moving like the weather in hordes and in solitude loving and longing a soul dwelling a heart beating through and around for no reason at all motivation or goal as unintended as the raindrops |
| Sincerely dedicated each curtain keeping reality enclosed each set peice leaving the audiance beliving in the fairy taile we're painting in the story we are telling Free to open up your heart to the crowds bear the weight of your soul to the masses hear them sigh caught by your enchantment With each wave of your hand move them they cry you tears feel your fears Private most scared empathy living together creating one thing singurarly you set upon the boards for all to see hushed in reverence witnessing your deepest passion your highest moment making and molding your world in the lights up there curtian closing story ending applause over singing in your heart wasted done in leaving your guts soul loves on the stage |
| Up top the world the breeze and the atmosphere between you the street a place for contemplation floating up from the street pieces of people strewn to the wind yours to pluck from the sky Down below the world goes swiftly by removed from time there is no current from time's swift stream the wind and the rain the stars and the sky the pinpricks of people not save silence |
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| Gentle is the world of youth as sweet as the blooming May Memeories green of past days leave present tarnished in the glow of reminisant dream brighter than time are sunbeams treeroots chubby faces I recall in wistfull mood Those tiny times fill my past to keep the darkness away those first discoveries the birth of tiny joys the miracle Ah, time does lend the world a sorry air |
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