SeeMoreGlass - His Feet Never Touched the Ground

Call me crazy call me anything but honest
Because I've been lying through my teeth for so long now
I've been posing as a poet standing up there with the best
But I'm out chasing after sunsets
With my head stuck in the clouds

This sheet of white is killing me It's just like a disease
I've seen doctor after doctor but they can't seem to find the cure
So I'll hide behind these books cause they're the only thing I know
And cause these dead men tell the tales
I only wish that I could dream up on my own

Well I've been sleeping a little sounder up till know
And I've seen a lot of things that made me shut my mouth
I raise my hand up towards the tiles, and slowly put it down
And said nothing, nothing, at all

I've got a dollar in my pocket and it's not much
But maybe it can buy me some peace of mind this time
These words are never gonna catch on, and they are
Anything but golden but sometimes that's all I have to let me know

There's still hope for us to find our way back home

Written by:
N. Phile

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