Well you're magic, he said.
But don't let it all go to your head.
Well I bet if you had it all figured out
Then you'd never get out of bed.
You've got all the skill you need
Individuality
You've got something
Call it gumption
Call it anything you want...
WE FOUND PEACE IN THE SHADOWS
LONG ENOUGH TO SEE THE MONSTERS RISE
LIVING HIGH ON YESTERDAYS LIES
IF I KNEW ALL THE WORDS
I WOULD WRITE MYSELF OUT OF HERE
IF I WAS ALL THE COLORS
I WOULD PAINT YOU PRETTY IN GOLD IN A PICTURE
slide your foot off the gas
before we crash right back into the median
right back into the median, the median...
it separates our house
from the middle of the street
it separates our house
on the middle of the street
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
How could we get lost running in a straight line?
(I am NOT this amazing. These are words from amazing writers that I fashioned into my own thoughts. Thank you Sam! Thank you Jason! I don't think that I could have done it myself tonight.)
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"Call it anything you want"...
From the inner...
Sometimes were connected and sometimes we're not.
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