crawl on top of the dead

[memorandmpulley]

little boy it's a little dream
little thing
i feel the same, lord
to dream like you

a person i found inside you was me
nothing worth more than nothing in my hand
smile without a sound
to see better bitter times

where was i when you became so omnipotent
and never seen again
we're all a god
that's the question since beginning end

spending all your halos
on entertainment
could our truth be light watered down

i climb to the top to see the crown

and it takes more than a little time

to see the sunshine make it's rounds

cross on my chest
and loud has become more distant
i don't care
where was i when you would shine in a blaze
everything you said is nothing so
to trick to my head because i'm feeling my miles

and it's been a little more than a little time
for the sunshine to make it's rounds