dream louder the clouds mirror aims closer to perfection
professionally tested to send you a different angle
strangers retract the rain, makes the sane feint
I’m on a bus to Vegas with 85 dollars to my name
I just bought a notebook and a pack of pens
ask me what I care about, stare into the eye of god
ask me about my whereabouts, I would say
know where to be found, resounded purity
infectious lessons tested limits of the heavens
sentenced ever so delicate to shower with the stars
to plan without execution is merely dreaming
ditch your schematics, aspirations make it right
thriving for a glass ladder to make it one more night
my stepping stones were always granite
when I canceled plans to dance in solace
and all it showed me was my ruthlessness
this mess was your pain as well
I stained your fairy tale where heroes died victim
rebels lied in wake passively attentive
to the fact that fate was fake
it’s no mistake when we’re all born stars