Change
Across the sky a bird will fly,
In the green grass I will just lie,
On the street is where we were left,
In the bathroom lies a girl next to the toilet,
Between the two lines I will not cross the road that shall not be taken,
In the clouds are signs of life,
dreams that I've wished to have but had the opposite,
In a book what exactly do you get,
In my eyes I see a broken heart, lost, upset,
In my eyes I will see change,
The girl on the toilet, will be hanging with her friends,
The green grass, turned into a playground,
The street left was a house next door,
Between those two lines I would've taken
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