Walk under the trees,
Look up to see me

Clouds are majestic eye to eye,
But it feels better to stand tall

Look at the lines in your palms,
There is no adrenaline rush if you don't fall

I've got a dream to believe
Not treble clefts inked sleeves

Though I am someone you want to appease
You don't have dirt on your knees

Though I am everyone and everything
Alter egos exist

Choose me or find your name on my
On our
No, on  his
On Lucifer's list