Nostalgeo

Staring out the window falling deep inside the ether

Washing over eager days and nights

That fell like plumes inside my pillow

Cradling the thoughts that spark the roots attached to feelings

Conditioning my heart that wants to live it and relive it

Chorus

If I could fly

Outside the window

Of my mind

Each and every time

Realize

The hand that reaches to me

All my life

Is one I recognize

A side of truth belongs to who are willing to uncover

A baby to a mother, the lonely finding lovers in a womb

Am I just high? The ether takes me for a ride

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