So since I’m searching,
everyone let me go—
“to drift through the wind,”
“be the seeds that I sow”—
for dreams consume me.
I chase myself,
dreams cut right through me—
there is nothing else.
Loneliness expected,
to be embraced,
but from time to time, I feel
I’d chuck the chase
for dreams consume me.
I feel for nothing else—
dreams cut right through me,
chasing myself.
They say, “If you can’t see past what you are,
you’ll find yourself in a corner fading out.”
I say, “When your head’s full of smoke,
you’ll find yourself a loner always fading out—”
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for dreams consume me—
always chasing myself.
Dreams consume me.
There is nothing else.
[Feel free to use these lyrics for inspiration, just give credit where it's due.]
[Feel free to use these lyrics for inspiration, just give credit where it's due.]
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