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The white, fluff tears of the skies
Halts the youth and fires
Even the silence cries
Seeking warmth and lies

Like a house that's alone
On that long wintry road
Blankets for hearts that have grown cold
A rest to a journey that is long
lord
i
don't
know how
but
there
is
freedom
at
the
edge
of
these
sweet clouds
Where did your dreams go?
Did they expire over time,
or hide in your mind.
darling,
it hurts too much
to watch
as you chase
someone else's dream,
as they chase
someone else's dream,
and no one's
chasing their own.

darling,
it hurts too much
to watch
you pass through
the valleys of life,
as the shadows
stretch further
with every step,
and the valley
stretches too.

darling,
it hurts too much
to hear you
say to me,
in that crystalline voice
that warms my heart,
"the only way
is through",
while I stare back
and whisper to you
"the only way
is through".

darling,
it hurts too much
to look up
and face the sunlight
with eyes
that've only
tasted the dark.

darling,
you love
sunlight.
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