Outlines

Since I was three
I'd blow out candles and wish for wings
That sky, that sky seemed so appealing

Clouds shaped like cars
You and I will never drive
We'd pause and take some time

To trace the outlines
And talk about them

Pink with green and bittersweet
Karma in the rain
Minutes like a wedding cake
We'd spend hours in the grave
Maybe it's all for the best
I just know I could use some rest
But I'll be there for you
Like a distant memory



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Johnson
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