If the skies fall down one night
and all my stitches rip apart
Would you tell me all is fine
Even if it bleeds my heart?
And if the moon explodes one day
Would you tell me don't you cry?
Would you say it's all the same?
And then would you leave me behind?
When the earth gets off of place
And the moon steps away
Do you think that's a safe play?
And that it helps all those earthquakes?
In this cosmic universe
Do you think I need more space?
To be sucked up by black holes
Forever falling for my fate
Between your screams and cries
Shall I hold you in my arms
Although you're holding a knife
And giving brand new scars?
I have scratches from your sorrows
And all the I'll say sorry firsts
Maybe you'll see me tomorrow
With a smile, that's a must
A million years ahead
You'll shout I'm not alone
I'm surrounded by my lads
Only for you to then be gone
Stars they never last
They'll great you with hey-hi
They'll swear they got your back
You'll soon find that's a lie
They're longer-longer dead
Instead that could've had been me
Drowning on my words
Then could've had you see
I did not dive, they pushed me first
I'm always by myself
Like an old bad boring book
Hanging on the shelf
Waiting, maybe you'll take a look
I'm never on display
I'm rather on the corner
I'm always a little late
So I'm put right at the border
I can't never not be cosmic
wide, empty, messy, logic
Maybe I'm being toxic
But maybe you're not utopic
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Carta aberta para toda história que talvez eu nunca escreva
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