Dream Scenes and Wonderlands: Part Deux
You built my youth upon dream scenes and wonderlands
Nursed the ideas into pedestals where I could stand.
Above the dark clouds and faux visionaries
That could only see themselves as caged canaries.
Summer's far gone now and I have yet to feel your skin.
Time's slowing down leaving each word to sink in.
I wish on every eyelash that you'll be there for me.
The truths that I ignore, that you fail to notice me.
You were drowning in a wonderland just to pass the time.
Your lungs flooded with ideas built up upon thin dimes.
I wondered how between the justified lines you had gotten so lost,
Before realizing every perfect talent has the perfect cost.
Spin me a story from you years of experience.
I'll spin you a song from my lack thereof.
You've always been the one for me.
Only problem is you haven't noticed me.
Summer's coming and so is a chance
My new hours will breed a new romance.
Trust me, love me, notice me.
*A'sN: This is more of a song I'm writing. As is before, it's about writers who inspire me, but I developed it here. This is more about how during the summer I tend to thrive off these people for almost... creative nourishment? I tend to fall in love with people I don't know and as you can see... I'm not one to get over them so quickly. I just paint these people up to be my perfect lover, but who knows if they really are. I probably will never meet them because as said before... they fail to notice me.
Nursed the ideas into pedestals where I could stand.
Above the dark clouds and faux visionaries
That could only see themselves as caged canaries.
Summer's far gone now and I have yet to feel your skin.
Time's slowing down leaving each word to sink in.
I wish on every eyelash that you'll be there for me.
The truths that I ignore, that you fail to notice me.
You were drowning in a wonderland just to pass the time.
Your lungs flooded with ideas built up upon thin dimes.
I wondered how between the justified lines you had gotten so lost,
Before realizing every perfect talent has the perfect cost.
Spin me a story from you years of experience.
I'll spin you a song from my lack thereof.
You've always been the one for me.
Only problem is you haven't noticed me.
Summer's coming and so is a chance
My new hours will breed a new romance.
Trust me, love me, notice me.
*A'sN: This is more of a song I'm writing. As is before, it's about writers who inspire me, but I developed it here. This is more about how during the summer I tend to thrive off these people for almost... creative nourishment? I tend to fall in love with people I don't know and as you can see... I'm not one to get over them so quickly. I just paint these people up to be my perfect lover, but who knows if they really are. I probably will never meet them because as said before... they fail to notice me.
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*A'sN: This is more of a song I'm writing. As is before, it's about writers who inspire me, but I developed it here. This is more about how during the summer I tend to thrive off these people for almost... creative nourishment? I tend to fall in love with people I don't know and as you can see... I'm not one to get over them so quickly. I just paint these people up to be my perfect lover, but who knows if they really are. I probably will never meet them because as said before... they fail to notice me.