Lost boy
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you were always one to reach for the stars
your dad gave you wings and
hoped you’d be content with the sky
he was afraid
Wear my heart on my sleeves
I tend to get my arms cut off.
Take my kindness for weakness
They see me as soft.
She wanders somewhere 'neath the tower.
Moonlight on her mind.
Big Ben's face to keep the hour,
Lost Girl seeks to find.
She lost it somewhere, she's grown sure,
Around this part of town,
"The brighter the shadow the darker the light I try to cover it up with the viceIs that giving up the fight Bait from the or maybe gift from christ Either way I won't take a bite
The stars and moon shine above
Rooftops housing dreaming children
Dreams of flying
Of an island with trees and forests,
Of jungles and beaches,
A bit of everything for a bit of everyone
I am a lost boy
always alone
yet not alone
the darkness is where I have made my home
inside a box
waiting for someone to pull me out
to show me the light
that I have only dreamed of
