Deaf to ignorance
Whoa this is vivid
I find myself chasing time
Bystander that lives within me, witnessing all waste of life
Waiting for time to slip on through
Days fade like the T.V fades to black with just a click---
The girl who chased her dream
Is not so cheery anymore
Head swarmed with questions
Faith, hope and courage
Stuggling to reach her door
Ooh she's chasing herself inside a dream
As the voices ahead keep asking
Will you leave this dream?
As you glance at the fading twilight
Run a stray
when things get tough and choose to abandon
Run away at the sight of risk?
Before our time it was all worth it
Ignorance was bliss
Ignorance was bliss
No rush, no pressure stirring
A pure indulgence
Ignorace was bliss
Ignorace was bliss
Life left up to imagination
No innabitions
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