26 September 2011

if happy little blue birds fly

why can't the sky just open up
and swallow me whole?
I'd search the cosmos,
search all their soul
look through the blackness
find the worm hole

escape and evaporate
blink and you're too late
I put myself out there
you walked right on by
now I'll keep on going
no chance for goodbye

if those happy little blue birds
fly each and every day
why can't you help me?
please don't go away

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