Washing away all my memories...
And all of my feelings...
Because some things are not worth remembering...
And some things are not worth feeling...
Drenched in salt and simplicity...
I've been wrapped in your symphony of lies.
A beautiful piece that has been broken.
A song worth singing until you know the true meaning.
But I still consider the options...
Will I let my heart walk on a thin line that's loose?
Or do I stand so gracefully on a bed of roses?
What if I were to tell you...
That I see more in you than I see in me.
Would you look at your life differently?
Or the same as it has been?
Mirrors are always on the walls...
I stop to find myself staring just to wish...
A wish that could stop the world for an hour.
And let me rule it.
I hold the key to my future...
But you are pushing the door closed...
Your eyes say more than your lips will ever dance to.
But I can't help but listen to the waltz of your imagination.
My imagination runs quickly through the field of tall grass...
Catching stars, and seeking dreams.
Never forgetting what lies behind me...
Always remembering what lies before me.
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