Realizations of fading away
Into a storm of memories.
Up above, the sun trapped behind the gray.
I felt it's warmth once before.
Once in a dream,
I held the sun in the palm of my hands.
Righteousness shined so bright in my eyes, screaming
"Live! Live! The storm is distracting you!
Please wake up now!"
Opening my eyes,
The metaphor wakes and shakes me so hard.
I must live my life before I fall asleep.
I can't see past right now since I woke;
It's crazy how much dreaming can help.
When it rains, I don't want walk in it,
Don't want to get out of bed.
I just sulk in my problems, my doubts, and regrets.
Why can't I break free?
Once in a dream,
I held the sun in the palm of my hands.
Righteousness shined so bright in my eyes, screaming
"Live! Live! The storm is distracting you.
Please wake up now!"
Opening my eyes,
The metaphor wakes and shakes me so hard.
I must live my life before I fall asleep.
Once in a dream,
We held the sun in the palm of our hands.
Righteousness shined so bright in our eyes, screaming
"Live! Live!"...
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