Thoughts Like Movie Scenes
As the sand falls through my hands
Grains caught in between my fingers
I was carried here on the breeze of time
Landed in the desert my mind creates
So maybe i'll never see what's beyond
The rolling dunes
With myself to blame
But in thoughts like movies scenes I feel relief
With scripted paper wings I can finally fly
These cinematic dreams give me belief
That I'll get round to living before I finally die, I hope
Right before I die
As a cloudless fountain poured water right in my eye
I wondered if I'll outlive my hysteria, climate change and social media
With only myself to blame, if I blacken like a log in their flame
But in thoughts like movies scenes I feel relief
Got a feeling that it rains behind your eyes
Those apathetic dreams gave me belief
That I've got more to do before I die
Right before I die
I wonder if you'll read my letter
Now that pen and paper know me a little better yeah
I question what I see, what the mirror really means
Now the caricature looks just like me yeah
As I flee the future, desert dreams come to whisper
Look at you! Wide eyed, jumbled mind, charlatan
You'd better stay in your lane, before we all go down in flames
Grains caught in between my fingers
I was carried here on the breeze of time
Landed in the desert my mind creates
So maybe i'll never see what's beyond
The rolling dunes
With myself to blame
But in thoughts like movies scenes I feel relief
With scripted paper wings I can finally fly
These cinematic dreams give me belief
That I'll get round to living before I finally die, I hope
Right before I die
As a cloudless fountain poured water right in my eye
I wondered if I'll outlive my hysteria, climate change and social media
With only myself to blame, if I blacken like a log in their flame
But in thoughts like movies scenes I feel relief
Got a feeling that it rains behind your eyes
Those apathetic dreams gave me belief
That I've got more to do before I die
Right before I die
I wonder if you'll read my letter
Now that pen and paper know me a little better yeah
I question what I see, what the mirror really means
Now the caricature looks just like me yeah
As I flee the future, desert dreams come to whisper
Look at you! Wide eyed, jumbled mind, charlatan
You'd better stay in your lane, before we all go down in flames
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Writer(s): James Berger
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