Take me higher,please.
Higher than the clouds,to the place where cherubs reside.
A place where blind men see;a place with golden streets.
When I'm down there,I fight to stay asleep at sunrise. My dreams guide me to another world time and time again.
But when I'm set up high,I'm strong enough to take these dreams and make them mine.
There's this hunger,a longing to escape the life I live when I'm awake.
So let's go there and make our escape.
Friday, October 16, 2009
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