in dreams where fires ignite
twice the height, our souls take to the skies
boundless, where the randomness of stars align
unveiling deity's design

soar towards the fading light
twice the height, dreams ignite

will i
remember those days
when we stayed out late
enjoyed the setting sun
will i
remember to clean off my plate
those waiting here
can't pretend to care enough

all those wasted years
of walking in someone's shoes
a life regret
in a smaller size

sometimes i catch myself in the mirror and stare
just.
stare.
i don't stare long
but its an uncomfortable amount of time
i look into my eyes
but nothing looks back
i look around my face
what you look at every day
the best presentation of myself
in physical form
this, auto pilot

what a price to pay
for a life
it chips away
and inward we go
the mental strain
splits infinity
breaks me

none of the head angels liked looking
after the flowers. there was never enough
water in heaven for them.

then ian dream remembered:

go under the meadow
over the wave

you will arrive at station 4
press the blue button
and the flowers will automatically
be watered.

tea the angel rushed to try it out.
he pressed the blue button
and the springs for the flowers flowed.

the flowers in heaven started singing
with happiness and it was so beautiful
everyone cried.

I want a pair of bright red tights
Rare red wine and flashy lights
Look again
I want my dress to follow down
Beneath the ground and slowly sound