the lights can blind you

i hope you never get to wash the sky

too many tears can scar you.

will you ever make a promise to the moon

the sky may turn you down.

flying away seems like the best thing to do

but the wind might pull you down.

does it seem like you can't get very far?

has your favorite pencil lost it's lead?

no more thoughts in those mysterious eyes,

do you know me better than that?

the stars, they'll fall,

the sky will release the rain,

the moon will disappear,

the wings will break,

and the wind will cease to blow.

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