There's a dream in my brain
that just won’t go away.
It's been stuck there since it came
a few nights ago
and I’m standing on a bridge
in the town where I lived
as a kid with my mom and my brothers.
And then the bridge disappears
and I’m standing on air
with nothing holding me.
And I hang like a star,
glowing in the dark,
for all those starving eyes to see,
like the ones we’ve wished on.
Something Vague
Bright Eyes
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