Toasty

from Collective Perspective by Dysfunktone

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lyrics

I'll turn the page again, you'll be there waiting for me.
If I keep repeating, I'll keep dreaming of you.
It's no mystery, why grass is always greenest.
I lay in the grass sometimes, and think of where you are,
Gaze up at the stars, before it falls apart.

You make me feel so high,
And if I fall out of your arms, don't let me fall out of the sky.
It's toasty I recall, its a furnace after all,
The way you catch me when I fall,
When it all goes up in flames.
I can see you through the haze, way beyond the growing flames.
You are no stranger to my gaze, I am no stranger to the sky.
If you want to follow me, take my hand and you will see,
my point of view, what do you have to lose?

And if I keep on dreaming that I'll see you on some sunny day,
you wouldn't let me wash away to let your blue skies turn so gray.
You know what's transducive and it's funny in that kind of way,
Take my hand and together we will fly away.
Away.