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Love-ily Distraught


I'm runnin' around, without my feet on the ground I'm jumpin and I'm fallin', watchin' from the clouds Way away from the world that you see Love-ily distraught, I have dreams of gold keys I wonder where the stars went, they left from my eyes. The moon was on my tongue, the gold drippin' from my life The skies seemed so much brighter when you charged them with your light Don't give in sunshine, you're the goddess of fight Call upon the dancer, or the poet, or the thief Waltz a new poem, let the crook steal your grief What you saw was skewed, thoughts of silver and mold You thought that only colors, could be painted as bold Spin around, you chaotic chameleon, change your colors once and for all Put on your grandest gown and go stag to the ball You're the Vincent Van Gogh of your era and time To not share your art is the craziest crime Find your reflection up in the sky You see the north star? That's the glimmer from your eye
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