And, oh darling, how time flies
When you can’t begin to realize
That nothing you do changes anything
That nothing you say makes bells rings
That you are just a distant star
That you are so very far
From all the ones you wish to see
Ever since you pushed them behind the scenes
They’re trapped inside your little vials
Where you keep the sadness, pain, and sarcastic smiles
Where snowflakes fall down in flames
And movies stars can gain no fame
Where love is wordy, personal, and true
At least when I am in close proximity to you
And what about the lonely nights?
Well, here emerge the darkest fights
The dreadful words of passive aggression
Like perfect children in therapy sessions
We’re warping own poor minds
And yet that’s the part we don’t seem to mind
So darling, darling, set us free
Return us to where we used to be
Find that place where metaphors grew
Forever untouched by teardrops and dew
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