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Tuning out of starlight
The innocent lifetime
Flickers and flashes
Onto a canvas
No, nobody seems worth it
While the feeling's sophisticated
The view is so restrained
The past is nearing
Closer, and closer I fear.
So let's just cut the bullshit
And tell me who's independent.
Thumbs twiddling
And your life's escaping your mind.
Keep in mind
Well the air ain't as free
As it used to be
But that's quite alright
while you're still eighteen
It seems, to be
And i'll tell you who's overrated
What's a beautiful person
With some hideous dreams?
While the lining isn't silver
We're verging on the side of the road,
That'll take us home
The edge of us is getting weighed
Read about your life
In your local papers
Realize
The end of us is getting near
You're just a droplet of paint
Trickled off your canvas
Delirious, illusions flowing backwards
Through the river of colour
While we analyze
To try to see it clearer
Secretly appealing
To a lonely prisoner
Now what's your vision?
Initiate your shading
Blend the universe together
In time it only gets a little easier
Suddenly you piece yourself
Back together
Now what's your vision?
And I don't
Wanna have to give a damn
About you
Or your inhibitions
After all
You're the one who taught me
Love was not for everybody
However
I'm starting to see this world
In the right light
Yet it still gets darker
You see
It's just a simple symphony
Or a painting?
Whatever
This unnatural path
It spans infinitely
But my world is crumbling
Let it collapse
Into the abyss
In the midst of summer
It won't exist
This emptiness
It's just a blank slate
Waiting for a painter to interfere
It's quite complex
But what do I know?
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