190313 – Deorling

It’s hard for me to wake up from this dream
I try to hang on to your laughter
I try to hang on to those smiles
But the weight is pulling me down

My arms are so tired
I am losing interest to pull myself up
I’m counting on the cycle
And it is now night time

Blue dream, blue dream, serene nightmare
Roaming at the edge
Watching myself be happy again

Blue wave, blue wave, losing to the night
I can only go up from here
I need your love Deorling

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