Hello
I haven't seen you 'round these days
How's it your way?
As long as you're alive that's pretty okay
Do you sleep?
In a deep dream we scream everything is okay
But outside it's not the same
A covered pane
To peek and he can see right through
If I could fly
Do you remember that part too?
Well it all comes down to what we had
Marking lame pain lines in an offbeat stead
And we
Ought to shake our ways
It might be okay
It comes and goes
Talking our past on Peter's road
Like no one knows
The way you cover up the holes
What does it mean?
When a friendship ends and comes again
Was it me?
Or was it one of those things locked in your head?
Well if hoping isn't open eyes,
Then I'll get used to being blind
And we
Ought to shake our ways
It might be okay