Press your head up against my chest. Abide by this new found selfishness, that’s leaving me alone. Think about yesterday how we watched a waterfall of consequence.
…and the story goes that I will lose all hope. Everything will shatter to the ground.
Dreamer, you’re just a fragment of my mind. Just another insult to intelligence.
…and the story goes that I will lose all hope. Everything will shatter to the ground. Who I used to be, will honestly believe that life itself brings me to my knees.
(I’ve been thinking and I know we’ll meet again for sure. My mind keeps racing trying to believe in us for sure).