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When you're looking out the window Of your bedroom at night Looking into the stars Into the boundless sea Of lights you can't touch Of colors you can't feel You hold your hand out You hope that you will reach The expanse blue and white Beyond the northern lights Beyond what anyone has ever Dared to be You hope that you will someday Catch a light in your hand You will close your eyes And hope against hope That it doesn't flitter away Like grains of sand Like grains of sand When you go to work in the morning And it's autumn at its peak Do you ever stop to pick up A broken leaf? I know it's dried and dead Lying on a sea of red But it was once a part Of the sky And then one day When it saw you reaching out It filled its heart with pain It fell out to be a part of your life It fell out because you had tried Now it lies at your feet Waiting for that one morning When you will stop in your tracks And bend down to recognise The dream that you had once lost When that fateful morning comes All the leaves that you ignored Will come to life once again From the sea of red A streak of green will emerge People will thank you for ushering in spring Until a few months pass Till the novelty of it lasts When winter will signal It's time for you again It's time for you again To start reaching out to the expanse of blue Above your head It's just above your head.
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Jun 14, 2012
Jun 14, 2012 at 10:11 PM UTC
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When you're looking out the window Of your bedroom at night Looking into the stars Into the boundless sea Of lights you can't touch Of colors you can't feel You hold your hand out You hope that you will reach The expanse blue and white Beyond the northern lights Beyond what anyone has ever Dared to be You hope that you will someday Catch a light in your hand You will close your eyes And hope against hope That it doesn't flitter away Like grains of sand Like grains of sand When you go to work in the morning And it's autumn at its peak Do you ever stop to pick up A broken leaf? I know it's dried and dead Lying on a sea of red But it was once a part Of the sky And then one day When it saw you reaching out It filled its heart with pain It fell out to be a part of your life It fell out because you had tried Now it lies at your feet Waiting for that one morning When you will stop in your tracks And bend down to recognise The dream that you had once lost When that fateful morning comes All the leaves that you ignored Will come to life once again From the sea of red A streak of green will emerge People will thank you for ushering in spring Until a few months pass Till the novelty of it lasts When winter will signal It's time for you again It's time for you again To start reaching out to the expanse of blue Above your head It's just above your head.
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Jun 14, 2012
Jun 14, 2012 at 10:11 PM UTC
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