Wednesday, November 3, 2010

To Shoot For The Clouds, Aim For The Stars

I was born a skeleton,
In a plate of armor.
A shell to fix up,
Call my home.
Hidden in the shadows,
Of your ego.
Can you step back,
Put every nook and cranny,
In your backpack,
Please?
I've got another question,
For your mousetrap,
Sprang,
Away a long time ago.
So pick up your flashlight,
Walk out into the forest,
Of this cold night.
Set down a cookie jar,
And search for,
The missing pieces of,
The puzzle that's so hard,
To finish,
Everyone has something in it's,
Home.

So, keep going yeah,
Keep strong and,
Find a smile,
Then put it in your pocket.
Walk off like your not even bothered.
This right shouldn't feel so wrong now.
Keep going yeah,
Keep strong and,
Find a smile,
Then put it in your pocket.
Walk off like your not even bothered.
This right shouldn't feel so wrong now.

I took a trip to heaven,
And bought a souvenir.
For the road trip,
On the cold days,
And lies to plug in a bottle,
On light weights.
I want a ceiling,
Filled to from wall to wall,
With my history.
Memories can bargan,
At the toy shop's knees,
Oh but you can try to play.
Can you make the sky fall?
I want to see the stars,
On a daytime stroll.
Walking past the houses,
Of your absent rolls.
Played by all the nuns and saints.

So, keep going yeah,
Keep strong and,
Find a smile,
Then put it in your pocket.
Walk off like your not even bothered.
This right shouldn't feel so wrong now.
Keep going yeah,
Keep strong and,
Find a smile,
Then put it in your pocket.
Walk off like your not even bothered.
This right shouldn't feel so wrong now.

The sky is so high,
That if there was an explosion,
You wouldn't even notice,
The cerulean fade.
Thus, we're too wrapped up.
In the perfect moment,
Oh it's so impotent,
When you count the days.
Do you have change?
Spare for a billion,
Of the cutest kisses,
On your lovers lips and,
When you wantch the sunset,
Do you notice how the gold is kind of grey?

So, keep going yeah,
Keep strong and,
Find a smile,
Then put it in your pocket.
Walk off like your not even bothered.
This right shouldn't feel so wrong now.
Keep going yeah,
Keep strong and,
Find a smile,
Then put it in your pocket.
Walk off like your not even bothered.
This right shouldn't feel so wrong now.

The sky is so high,
That if there was an explosion,
You wouldn't even notice,
The cerulean fade.
Thus, we're too wrapped up.
In the perfect moment,
Oh it's so impotent,
When you count the days.
Do you have change?
Spare for a billion,
Of the cutest kisses,
On your lovers lips and,
When you wantch the sunset,
Do you notice how the gold is kind of grey?

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