oversea daydream

As the belly of this machine
Skims the sky of oversea daydream
The size of everything below
Seems more than obscene

As the wings flap up to rise
Beyond the rippling waves and cloud lines
Reminds me of the hidden loneliness
I found behind laughter and eyes

As I learn to live without loved ones
Nosediving towards the mirror reflecting suns
Passing out with my soul in my throat
Burning like an orphan with his gun

As the salty air gasps for a breeze
I'll become one with almost everything in relief
What is the air without its trees
What is the wind without its leaves
What is the air without its tree
What is the wind without its leaves

What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?
What is the rushing in where we are going?



Credits
Writer(s): Sean-patrick Dowen
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