dreams burn but, in ashes, are gold.



miércoles

before sunrise

daydream delusion,
limousine eyelash
Oh baby, with your pretty face
drop a tear in my wine glass
look at those big eyes,
see what you mean to me
sweet cakes and milkshakes
i'm a delusion angel
i'm a fantasy parade
i want you to know what i think
i don't want you to guess anymore
you have no idea where i came from
we have no idea where we’re going
launched in life
like branches in the river
flowing down stream
caught in the current
i'll carry you
you'll carry me
that's how it could be
don't you know me
don't you know me, by now

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