Here we are again
Sitting on rooftops and dreaming
wishing to get away.
Laying on the moon turning
stars on strings.
Watching the world spin faster
and I'm glad we're not on it.
Maybe the sun will forget to come up.
Wake up in a cold bed with the sun
shining through the window into tired eyes.
It didn't forget.
Pray for another day to get away.
And lay on the moon turning
stars on strings
and watch the world spin faster.
Step out the door and there's a ribbon
where the day meets the night.
The sun's not quite up and the moon's
barely down.
And you want to walk that line between
opposing sides.
Whisper a secret to the moon
'cause the sun's your worst enemy.
And watch the world turn faster
and the stars spin out of control.
Whisper a secret to the moon
'cause the sun's your worst enemy.
Whisper a secret to the moon
'cause the sun's your worst enemy.
And today it forgot to come up.
Whisper secrets to the sun
because the moon never went down.
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PS! That's a song...
That I wrote.
-Bethy<3
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1 comment:
and I love it.
It's amazing. incredible. ho shiz it gives me chills. it makes me imagine it.
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