Yesterday,

Aug 10, 2008 09:13

Ever since then it's been wonderful
I know my fruits will be bountiful.
A thousand bursting suns inside me
the heart and the head both agree

Tear down the walls covered in paint,
redo the floors with haste.
Pull up the windows to the world.
Replace all the locks, unfurl.

Tear down the walls covered in paint,
gaze outside without complaint.
Pull up the windows to the world!
Oh how the colors swirled!

I wait for when I feel you again,
the thousand bursting suns.
Wiping away every day,
I'm not the one that runs.
I wait for when I feel you again,
the thousand bursting suns.
Wiping away every day,
I'm not the one that runs.

I wait for when I feel you again,
wiping away every day.
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