What happened from when we were kids
Why did our smiles go to frowns?
Did we notice the street was grey
All the faces turned away.
People stopped caring about being creative
The lightbulbs faded away,
I remember as a child
I didn't care what people said
I wanna feel the spark again.
I want the imagination
If I could buy a pill to take- to end all of this frustration
I would.. you know I would
I know we aren't all bad
I just wish I had the same look on life as I used to have.
I'm not saying I want to be a kid again.
But Dammit I want my creative spirit back.
Why can't I turn back
To when I had a destination
I want my old look at life
The innocent confusion
Now I know a lot more, everything suddenly terrifying, if I told you I was okay, I was probably lying.
Why can't we turn back
To when we had a destination
I want my old look at life
The innocent confusion
I'm not saying it's all bad.
Trust me it'll be okay
Honey, it's not all bad-it is good
Remember what I used to say
"Hello... my angel... I call from you way up here, sitting on a cloud up high, Why do we have to die...? I'd rather go out later, I don't want to leave this place. I want to die in your arms, satisfied with my chance to say, you're loved"
~Felix
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