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Jan 2015
Tell me naught of fate, and tell me naught of stars
But if you must, enjoy the sky that hangs above our cars
Then tell me how you feel inside, and how the night affects
Or if it doesn't, tell me that, and as we crane our necks
To see the clouds wherein our heads
Had made their home above our beds
And dreaming dreams, there they had stayed
Until attention had to be paid
And as we view these vapor ghosts
Who to our dreams used to play host
Remember how you used to be, remember who you've been
And how it was your caring self pulled me from brink of sin
Fate be ******, no stars aligned!
Above, below, no contract signed
For sure as I stand here, alive, and sure that sky above
Is teeming, filled with satellites that have heard the meaning of
A life bereft of interference, yes, sure as they have heard
Sure's the fact this life I pilot is floating like a bird
I dip in dreams and land feet-first
Accept consequences, best or worst
For all thrown at me, so I've learned
Is everything my actions earned
Jared Eli
Written by
Jared Eli  California
(California)   
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   ---, Jamie King and Tiberias Paulk
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