I stare at the people walking slow
At the children’s loving glow
At the skies far beyond
And the ducks swimming in the pond
I see magic everywhere
Angels chant in divine prayer
Maybe we’re just holograms
A projection of God’s mind
What if this world wasn’t real
Does that change the way I feel
Would you love me less or more
If you knew I loved before
We are bound to hit a wall
Would you break through or climb and fall
Maybe there’s another way
So our hearts won’t break away ~
Monday, July 2, 2012
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