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If we kiss the sun
Do our lips set alight?
Would we burn our faces?
Could we lose our sight?
If we hold the rain
Would it feel warm?
Or would it cool our lips?
And show us our form?
Can the two live together
Without making steam?
Can a nightmare exist
If we live in a dream?
How can we sleep
If we're never awake?
Can perfection exist
Without a mistake?
And what of the boy
That lives at the peak
And truly believes
There's no more to seek?
What of the girl
That sits at the brow
Can she watch the birds fly
And not wonder how?
They both have no need
For a curious life
Where a fork won't exist
If there is no knife
Stop waiting for things
To be filtered and sieved
For the cats may have died
But at least they have lived
Do our lips set alight?
Would we burn our faces?
Could we lose our sight?
If we hold the rain
Would it feel warm?
Or would it cool our lips?
And show us our form?
Can the two live together
Without making steam?
Can a nightmare exist
If we live in a dream?
How can we sleep
If we're never awake?
Can perfection exist
Without a mistake?
And what of the boy
That lives at the peak
And truly believes
There's no more to seek?
What of the girl
That sits at the brow
Can she watch the birds fly
And not wonder how?
They both have no need
For a curious life
Where a fork won't exist
If there is no knife
Stop waiting for things
To be filtered and sieved
For the cats may have died
But at least they have lived
$alvatore wrote:
> Thats some great talent right there
Yeap, thats what you get when you cross Tom Cruise and puberty.
> Thats some great talent right there
Yeap, thats what you get when you cross Tom Cruise and puberty.
Wow...
Grix Thraves wrote:
> Can a nightmare exist
> If we live in a dream?
Loved those two lines. Absolutely fantastic.
> Can a nightmare exist
> If we live in a dream?
Loved those two lines. Absolutely fantastic.
If we kiss the sun
Do our lips set alight?
Would we burn our faces?
Could we lose our sight?
If we hold the rain
Would it feel warm?
Or would it cool our lips?
And show us our form?
Can the two live together
Without making steam?
Can a nightmare exist
If we live in a dream?
How can we sleep
If we're never awake?
Can perfection exist
Without a mistake?
And what of the boy
That lives at the peak
And truly believes
There's no more to seek?
What of the girl
That sits at the brow
Can she watch the birds fly
And not wonder how?
They both have no need
For a curious life
Where a fork won't exist
If there is no knife
Stop waiting for things
To be filtered and sieved
For the cats may have died
But at least they have lived
Do our lips set alight?
Would we burn our faces?
Could we lose our sight?
If we hold the rain
Would it feel warm?
Or would it cool our lips?
And show us our form?
Can the two live together
Without making steam?
Can a nightmare exist
If we live in a dream?
How can we sleep
If we're never awake?
Can perfection exist
Without a mistake?
And what of the boy
That lives at the peak
And truly believes
There's no more to seek?
What of the girl
That sits at the brow
Can she watch the birds fly
And not wonder how?
They both have no need
For a curious life
Where a fork won't exist
If there is no knife
Stop waiting for things
To be filtered and sieved
For the cats may have died
But at least they have lived