When the sun clouds over
And everything is dark
I like to imagine that I’m
Flying above
With wings on my back
Until I plummet
Down to the earth
And find the earth’s core
Red hot and melty
With fiery tendrils
Until I reach the other side
And realize that it was all a dream.
And everything is dark
I like to imagine that I’m
Flying above
With wings on my back
Until I plummet
Down to the earth
And find the earth’s core
Red hot and melty
With fiery tendrils
Until I reach the other side
And realize that it was all a dream.
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