The Realist

You know I dream in Morse Code
And I've seen my fate in the veins of a marble seat
White and blue

This lonely tightrope is hard
Enough
Don't pull me down
And just like every seed
Every moth needs a flame

Patterns fit
I like pixels in my blueprint
And I found hope in the brushstroke
Of a messed up peace
Hanging in plain view

This lonely tightrope is hard
Enough
Don't pull me down
And just like every seed
Every moth needs a flame

Every moth
Every moth
Every moth
Needs a flame



Credits
Writer(s): Robert John Allan, Angela Mee Yee Chan, Hazel Emily Wilde, Oliver Anthony Aidan Ketteringham, Paul Allen Gregory
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