It makes me think otherways
The ways that we throw away
The way the world had shaped,
But i can't find my days.
It makes me think of a nation,
That is floated away.
It makes me think of a platt skies,
Well above your head.
Makes me feel like,
Makes me feel like... call'in
It makes me wonder how you,
How you try to control,
And do you ever rest your eyes of a child.
I know my ways they are lonely forget how i cry
You go somewhere
Far now in your sleep
Life is changing
In front of you and me.
And you try, and don't care
And you try, you don't care
And like the hands of a cloud
That has turning through life
And please don't try to change me...
You watch.. the times.. crash.. over me..
Listen to the heartbeat...
It's a constant pattern
That we've got to change
It is going forwards
Backwards again...
Watching you... watching you... watching you..........
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