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The days are slowly fading The moon is dimly lit It carries hope in its sight And that is definite Trees that blow aside the wind They wave us on to settle in A lifetime full of mystery It's there for us to breathe in I've turned my back to neverland Black and white I'm colorblind Too many colors I can't define A sea of color which welcomes me Like fields of gold and old oak trees Perched upon a rock which grays So cold and flat and decayed Its beauty laughs just like the trees Soars with life and then there's me I'm scared to jump, I'd fall I've turned around to my surprise A thousand rocks I've never eyed Birds are perched and statue still My arms are wings but weak and frail Never noticed this side of me The urge to fly is killing me Can I go I've never tried No one's left so how could I From Letras Mania