How can you fly,
And not be able to land?
How can you be free,
But still be alone?
How can you swim thorough the ocean,
Walking on sand...
Thinking the waves will guide you home....?
How can you be wrong,
and still be true?
How can you not see,
everything I made for you?
Them distant tides are crashing, still
Promises change, and
Promises will...
So take my hand
lead me through the land
Crash and burn, I'm turning blue
and finally i understand the feelings of the few...
Stony stares - everywhere
Jaded faces - everyone
Fading smiles, faded dream
Diamond in the rough
I'm turning blue,
I'm turning blue...
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