Tiny.

Flying over orange groves like when we were kids
Hundreds of eager nights spent dreaming about this
I don't care if it's synthetic
Its impression was beyond belief
Our lenses fogged up with pixie dust

Concentrating on the magic and look what happens
When you do
Fascinated by the fast but missing all the action
In front of you

Chasing dalmatians down the crowded avenue
I'm impatient and confused
Why the hell am I standing in a single-file line
Let me loose cause I refuse to accept that's all to life

Concentrating on the magic and look what happens
When you do
Fascinated by the fast but missing all the action
In front of you

Tiny moments
Fleeting, meaning everything
I'm just older
Gleaming through ceilings we broke through

Concentrating on the magic and look what happens
When you do
Fascinated by the fast but missing all the action
In front of you



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Nelson
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