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Mysterious numbers dwindle lower and lower into extinction.
Emotions are fought so hard not to let them out.
Sooner or later they will rise to the top,
overflowing your head - drowning it in subconscious thoughts,
dying to escape to be known.
The stars shone for us.
A lesson learned.
Stars are dimmer,
yet happier than they have been before.
Nothing knowingness is a fine place to be.
Expect the unexpected.
Prepare to be shocked.
If you go looking for something, it will never be found.
Patience is absolute key.
It does nothing to think of what could be.
Don't have your dreams fly too far up into the clouds.
Countless sleepless nights,
wasted hours not being able to go to sleep.
Not being able to clear my thoughts of everything aobut you.
Now it is done.
My dreams don't have a face anymore.
Once again, my heart shatters further into dust,
only to be blown away by more thoughtless souls
Not to be disturbed.
Not to have your life interrupted by anything, or anyone you could possibly care about.
I just give up sometimes.
Is anything really worth having these feelings over?
Will this patience last?
Will I ever be able to breathe easily,
without anything to worry about,
without anything to cry over?
Just let me breathe easy,
knowing that there is someone out there breathing easily for me.
Mysterious numbers dwindle lower and lower into extinction.
Emotions are fought so hard not to let them out.
Sooner or later they will rise to the top,
overflowing your head - drowning it in subconscious thoughts,
dying to escape to be known.
The stars shone for us.
A lesson learned.
Stars are dimmer,
yet happier than they have been before.
Nothing knowingness is a fine place to be.
Expect the unexpected.
Prepare to be shocked.
If you go looking for something, it will never be found.
Patience is absolute key.
It does nothing to think of what could be.
Don't have your dreams fly too far up into the clouds.
Countless sleepless nights,
wasted hours not being able to go to sleep.
Not being able to clear my thoughts of everything aobut you.
Now it is done.
My dreams don't have a face anymore.
Once again, my heart shatters further into dust,
only to be blown away by more thoughtless souls
Not to be disturbed.
Not to have your life interrupted by anything, or anyone you could possibly care about.
I just give up sometimes.
Is anything really worth having these feelings over?
Will this patience last?
Will I ever be able to breathe easily,
without anything to worry about,
without anything to cry over?
Just let me breathe easy,
knowing that there is someone out there breathing easily for me.