danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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someday we’ll get it together and we’ll get it all done

someday when your head is much lighter

someday we’ll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun

someday when the world is much brighter

 

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I’ve been smoking on the peace pipe

I’ve been wondering just what would peace be like
I’ve been staring into headlights
Swallow me whole, finding my peace of mind
I’m just trying to seize the moment
Trying to love the little things, even if they’re hard to love
A monument to love unspoken
Carved into stone, unwilling to come undone
It feels good to be running from the devil
Another breath and I’m up another level
It feels good to be up above the clouds
It feels good for the first time in a long time now
I remember back in Oakland
I was lying there in rapture on the bathroom floor
Moving hotel to hotel
Out on the road, no idea really what’s in store
Light it up just like a flashlight
Let it shine, let it rise just like a foreign sun
Turn it over and it’s capsized
It’s finally done, the battle’s lost yet I feel I’ve won
It feels good to be running from the devil
Another breath and I’m up another level
It feels good to be up above the clouds
It feels good for the first time in a long time now
It feels good for the first time in a long time now
It feels good to be me
I’m high, staring at the ceiling
Sending my love, what a wonderful feeling
What comes next, I see a light
I’m along for the ride as I’m taking flight
I’m high, staring at the ceiling
Sending my love, what a wonderful feeling
What comes next, I see a light
I’m along for the ride as I’m taking flight
It feels good to be running from the devil
Another breath and I’m up another level
It feels good to be up above the clouds
It feels good for the first time in a long time now
It feels good for the first time in a long time to be me
It feels good for the first time in a while I’m free
I’m high, staring at the ceiling
Sending my love, what a wonderful feeling
What comes next, I see a light
I’m along for the ride as I’m taking flight


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We get to feel small from high up above

The beautiful lull
The dangerous tug
We get to feel small
From high up above
And after a glimpse
Over the top
The rest of the world
Becomes a gift shop

The pendulum swings
For the horse like a man
Out over the rim
Is ice cream to him
The beautiful lull
The dangerous tug
We get to feel small
But not out of place at all

We’re forced to bed
But we’re free to dream
All us humans extras
All us hearded beings
And after a glimpse
Over the top
The rest of the world
Becomes a gift shop

I don’t know what to believe
Sometimes I even forget
And if it’s a lie
Terrorists made me say it
The beautiful lull
The dangerous tug
We get to feel small
From high up above

From high up above
From high up above
From high up above
From high up above