We Are The Future
oceans blue skies,
soft grained sands
lets sail across the sea,
lets feel alive again
so soothing are your words,
like ears to a seashell
but I see the fire in your eyes
it can be described in grave detail
just look into the mirror,
and reminisce the past
its a reflection of what's real,
a reflections thats so vast
I guess ours eyes can tell a story,
but as crazy as it seems
the futures closing in,
lets wake up from our dreams
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