My dreams, my tears, my hopes, my fears. Yearning love I immerse. My world in a verse
Sunday, October 8, 2017
It's Just Not The Same
© 2017 Mark Cote
I cried for days
I couldn't stay
it was blowing my mind
I was so sure
I was insecure
felt left behind
it seems to be
this colored dream
and paisley skies
pull away
and start to fade
when they close their eyes
it's just not the same
it's just not the same
help me understand
the artist's hands
and borrowed time
like shifting sand
another land
and undefined
(chorus) 'til then
we'll wonder why
as angels give them their wings
it's just not the same
it's just not he same
Learn how to see
reality
through their eyes
words will flow
like seeds we'll sow
and eagles will fly
(chorus)
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