the potential
there’s the potential for this to get messy
there’s a strong chance for all this to fail
I’m not saying that all this is hopeless
there’s a slight chance that we might prevail
this is the part where I smile and blush
and cast my eyes down to the floor
to even suggest we could try such a thing
I’m a dreamer, thought I told you before?
I dream of the moments I wanted to linger
lost time I wish I’d found in waking
tend to follow blank theories and imagine if I
had seized every chance for the taking
I think of the moments I’d found in my history
memories dictate what my dreams inspire
of past lives, poor signs, mistakes, inhibitions
in the end, you could just be a liar
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