A stream that runs into a blanket, falls into a cloudy dream. A picture that
I hear a girl whisper, when I’m lying in my bed. She talks about
A million mirrors go into making a warm cup of acid for a baby panda
That flower is pretty, so follow the sun as long as it takes
Tie me to a cup, in the middle of a purple forest.
Rain falls up into the sky, while the trees turn to ash and blow away
A merry-go-round dances in a pretty pink dress, and I’m dreaming
Blue is in the corner, I can’t stop it from talking. It has a mind of it’s own, I hear it whisper in my ear. Pictures in the sky,
Would you still love me, if I went crazy and lost my
I’m in love with sad numbers that make rain drip down my round pumpkin.
I don’t like the waves, that crash down over me.
I’m sitting by myself today, just like I always do. I’m all alone
The dog doesn’t want to be in love with the cherry.
I’m peaceful like a dove, or a still pool of water.
We should be lovers, cause no one knows what it’s like