Boomers life.
I dont see why.
This life makes no sence to me.
Goodbye to all.
In this time again.
Ignoring what you have missed.
Torn apart at my sleeves.
Seeing things at the seems.
Wearing your heart on the side of your honesty.
When you say what I hear.
It going to be ok.
But its more then that.
INside and upside down.
All I want is to just have a happy ending.
But I missed out on that one great thing again.
Last time I tried.
I was blindsided on the other side of the road.
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This is my place to be me
The dunce yea.
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Floating down / as colors fill the light
We look up from the ground / in fields of paperwhite
And floating up / you pass us in the night
A future gazing out / a past to overwrite
So come down / far below
We've been waiting to collect the things you know
Come down / far below
We've been waiting to collect what you've let go
We look up from the ground / in fields of paperwhite
And floating up / you pass us in the night
A future gazing out / a past to overwrite
So come down / far below
We've been waiting to collect the things you know
Come down / far below
We've been waiting to collect what you've let go