Maybe dreaming is the only thing that will save me from my own thoughts.
I want to smile like I did in my dream last night.
I want to believe and carry a flag screaming your name,
but I don't believe I could ever stop being so skeptical.
I sing song's about my life, and look into the sun
because in that dream, I've never been so happy,
so content.
My happiest memories have been spent behind the darkness of my own eyelids.
10 years ago
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