Arms out against the cold,
Wind is blowing, I'm told,
"Possibility becomes reality."
I just wanna run down the town,
Look at the seeds that you have sown.

The seats you have left untouched,
Are feeling like you were unjust,
To the friends you have lost,
Sing that song of Home,
It'll forgive you for Rome.

Appreciate,
The letters behind your eyes,
Which scribe each and every line,
That you lean on all the time.

Appreciate,
Whatever you've got left,
That's got you smiling,
If if it's got you living another day.

Appreciate,
Your every bite of food,
Which keeps you content,
Even if it's never enough.

Appreciate,
Your life is equivalent to mine and the rest of the human race,
Pretending the smile might be the way,
But I promise that you can live another day.

Could I cry some more in a single day?
The adrenaline that rushes through me,
It's got me holding on so tight,
It's got me grinning to wide.

The yellow will wash over my skin,
Flash my fears away for a night,
Leave me high on my own joy,
You have my heart and my soul.

Hold my hand with me, let's scream some lyrics,
I wanna hold you high above me and show you the best of me,
I wanna show you where I've been since I've been gone,
Believe in me.

The yellow will wash over my skin,
Flash my fears away for a night,
Leave me high on my own joy,
You have my heart and my soul.

Ladies, gentlemen, everyone in between, and inside out.
We're not saints nor are we sinners,
Where does the lie lay,
In a bed of withered flowers,
Underneath our grandmother's porch,
Are we inspired by the truth,
Or the choices we make?

Have we learned?
From the best of people,
Or the most favorite songs,
I bet we've learned.

These are all the people who have never seen a moon,
Have you ever seen a moon within a well-lit room?
Cause we honestly never have and I'm not sure we ever will,
There's some glimpses here and there while we're jogging out there,
But never have we ever seen the brightest, fullest moon.

Have we learned?
From the best of people,
Or the most favorite songs,
I bet we've learned.

Jaundice on my skin,
Texture like old paper,
With every page turned,
I am learning something new.

Sit up,
It's not bedtime yet,
Sit up,
You have some ideas,
Sit up,
You can do this.

Take care of my nails,
While I stand in the center,
Of my palm while dreaming,
November might take me home.

Sit up,
The list is incomplete,
Sit up,
Your name isn't written,
Sit up,
The sun is yours to grasp.

Jaundice on my eyeballs,
I haven't drank a drop in my life,
Yet I feel drunk with shaky legs,
And I won't stop feeling so inspired.