Light beams and dirty dreams.
Astrays and magazines.
The empty blanket once covered me.
She was the hollow shell of my life.
Farewell and Goodbye.
I’m still not laughing.
But I think you are.
Sonic Dreams.
Same pair of dirty blue jeans.
Visions of my youth.
Have no faith in empty dreams.
Never fall apart at the seams.
I see new visions of a Queen.
My newfound dream.
I’d touch your mouth as you look at me.
Press my finger lightly across your lips.
(shhh), silence.
And we can laugh and we can cry.
Love and Learn and kiss.
And never wonder why.
If we never break anything.
We’ll never have to pick up the pieces.
And then we’ll never have to make up, and we can focus our lives.
As we drift towards the sun.
The sun.
The sun.
The sun.
The sun.
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