You couldn’t see hope in your lines
Pages would live a hidden life
But those are the distant fields that grow
Strawberries sweeter than I’ve known
How will we choose to live our lives?
I’ll keep up hope, you’ll open up your eyes
Beached beauty waiting for the tide
To bring her to the water where she’ll thrive
But now that she’s swimming, something’s gone
The fruit could only stay sweet for so long
A familiar gaze thats no longer defined
I see it when you open up your eyes
I’ll leave you now but ill be back in time
I’ll keep up hope cause I know you’re in the lines
You’re not near but you’re not far
I see you in the fields where you still grow
Where you still know who you are
Trapped in orbit, I’m left to decode
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 12:50 PM UTC
You couldn’t see hope in your lines
Pages would live a hidden life
But those are the distant fields that grow
Strawberries sweeter than I’ve known
How will we choose to live our lives?
I’ll keep up hope, you’ll open up your eyes
Beached beauty waiting for the tide
To bring her to the water where she’ll thrive
But now that she’s swimming, something’s gone
The fruit could only stay sweet for so long
A familiar gaze thats no longer defined
I see it when you open up your eyes
I’ll leave you now but ill be back in time
I’ll keep up hope cause I know you’re in the lines
You’re not near but you’re not far
I see you in the fields where you still grow
Where you still know who you are
Trapped in orbit, I’m left to decode
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