Well I came up here to clear my head cause in the valley all the things I said
hung ugly, in the morning air.
And as I rose above those city streets the sentiment still hung on me
so heavy, my shoulders did despair. Then they flew over the horizon.
And they flew together awkwardly, as if they didn't want to see,
the bond that they both obviously shared. And I could swear that they wore suits;
but if that was true then it would have been on the news and so I knew.
And as I sat there, there strangest thought came to mind.
The horizon grew blinding, I laughed then I began to cry.
Cause after all's been done and said the question that I pose my friend;
Is it better, there than it was here?
Cause I know an awful lot of things got said, a lot of awful things and many I regret
but I never ONCE said I didn't care.
And as I sat there, the strangest thought came to mind.
That for all our searching, for the kind of pain that blinds,
You were always better my love, at looking towards the other side.
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Well I came up here to clear my mind, cause I know that most things given time,
Will mend, at least to a point that you can bear.
And as they streaked across the morning sky, I didn't even wonder why
Or how, two mismatched birds could be such good friends,.
Bear with me, this next bit's a stretch...
Cause it fell from his grasp as he flew over my head and it fell straight to my hands and to my heart.
And it could have been made of paper but I swear it was spider's web and it could have told the story of a thousand different men but I swore this was a story about an owl.
And as I sat there, the strangest thought came to mind.
And it shimmered and it shook, that image I mistook for a reality i'd created just so I could get there. But you know at the time these things they seem less surreal. And over that crumpled piece of paper parchment I poured a lot of my attention for the next little while and I came to the conclusion its not that you gave in. For if you decided that you stand in society so bland, that blatantly commands you perpetuate the trance, that's hemorrhaging from its core but can't concede.
When all other avenues extorted, stone-walled and exhausted, the heart will follow its own call regardless. Of where that leads or what they say. And I can even imagine the courage that must take.
And as I sat there.
Well I'm heading back tomorrow from whence I came, back to the big city life and that there big city game and I know that if you were here then you'd wish me well. Cause it's been a long time since I felt this way and I'd like to thank you for every single say that we shared, albeit all to briefly in my regards. But there aint no need to fear for that secret that shared will never leave my lips. In fact I'm a gonna take it to the grave.
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