Could this be earth, could this be light Does this mean everythings going to be alright One look out my window there's trees talking like people I dreamt of storms, I dreamt of sound I dreamt of gravity keeping us around I slept in the darkness it was lonely and it was silent What is this love, I don't feel the same Don't believe what this is, could be given a name I awoke you there chasing planets on my forehead But I forget 23 like I forget 17 And I forget my first love, like you forget a day dream And what of all my wild friends, and the times I've had with them But I'll fade to grey soon on the tv station
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