As light as a feather.

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A dream is an hour glass running out of time.
Dreaming that life never stays the same.
A part of me is asking you to stay.
But only a miracle will bring you home by May.

Shiny clouds up in the sky,
Their company is nothing but a sloppy lie.
I’ve made a song that will clear the air,
I’ll jump off the cliff, only if it’s a dare.

I’ve got a lot of heart.
And sometimes that’s the hardest part.
When nobody returns the favor.
And I’m tired from all the sweat and labor.

The snow is melting and the sun is hiding.
The mountains cry and the clouds are fighting.
Nothing works together,
And life is never as light as a feather.

I’ve made a promise to me.
Be still. Close my eyes. Soon enough I won’t be alone.
But I can’t seem to stay free.
It’s like I’m running my life on a loan.

“It will only last so long,” I tell myself.
But this nightmare is becoming a dream,
And a dream is an hour glass running out of time.
And nothing works together.

And life is never as light as a feather.

 

 

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