The world has it’s disillusions, and you can’t trust because not
A few days ago, you told me that you loved me. I have yet
Let there be light, at the end of this eight year tunnel. Don’t let us fall,
I have a puppet for all the clowns who make me laugh.
All the world’s a stage, but I’m no actor. I can’t play a role,
Happiness grows on trees, and the sky bleeds water. We flood the streets, as we kiss the yellow sun. Let’s run in cans,
If you leave, don’t come back to me. Don’t come back to me,
A glass is empty, sitting on the kitchen counter, or it’s broken all
Green sun, won’t you kiss me? Purple cloud, is what I am to you. Let’s cross the bridge,
At the end of every dark tunnel, there is a brick wall
Sarah is losing her mind, feeling stripped of all of her onion rings. Johnny is living in a
I don’t want to sit and suffocate inside of my box anymore. I want
I look at you, and I feel fine. You are the face
That flower is pretty, so follow the sun as long as it takes
Fly through a wall, and land in a river. Feel the ray of the sun, and respond with a shiver.