feathers flying, blown by a fan
tangled hair
tangled arms
we used to lie so simply
sharing pens and paper
we built a nest
but let it rot
we tied a ribbon
but left no knot
we crashed on our sticks and stones
and ate the words we should've set free
we gave each other all we could
but all i miss is sharing paper and pens
--
i can't deny it
i wouldn't want to
but our sand castles are oceans apart
and i see the tide coming in
we'll drift somewhere on the surface
but we won't ever sink in
you're a boat with an anchor
and i'm a cloud drifting with the wind
i can't deny it
i didn't ever want to
you're in a cage
and you've got a string tied to me
i'd be free
i'd be free if...
well let's face it,
i'd be free if it weren't for me.
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