Sniff.

Sniff

The sunny times will be alight that you dont know
but it can save your life
theres a window
floating stories in the glass
as water falls
a thousand leafs
im floating into powder
turned to dust
i fall down
clouds of holes

people keep on talking
i can see
they tell me that im here
but i dont know where that is anymore

i fall down
clouds of holes

i think of you
you think of me
did you know your eyes
just gave me a second chance

im back to life
and now i feel
i didnt know
that this is real

its here and you are there
writing as you swing upon a tree

i have got the sweet disease
you can tell me
where i want to be

the rivers flowing water love
beach for the skies
im coming up
through powder dust
and lots the glue
the sun it shines
on me and you

i fall down
clouds of holes

the bucket peels
in fields of wells
sixteen more
till we set sail

i fall down
clouds of holes