There is a magic to this song, a dream-like escape, a wonderful soothing ring, a joyful listening leap, a beautiful kissable intensity, a little wish that comes true.
There is a dream, and this dream fills my mind whether asleep or awake. It is a dream that is as soft as a feather pillow, yet slices through me as a sword. It bleeds it way into reality when I step outside. It kisses my lips with angel’s breath and devil’s laugh. It is my own personal nightmare, filled with comfort and wonder. And when I think it is finally away, you wrap those arms around me and I find before me another fall.
There is pink on me. It wraps all around. I am a delectable piece of candy. A sweet, sugary sensation that stimulates salivation. Scrumptous, silent, and smiling, I sit with pink on me.
I had love but no one to love, everything to fear but I was not afraid, dreamless sleep but no rest.
I had desire but no love, desire but no love, love but no lover, love but no lover, love but no lover.
I had dreams but no time to fulfill them, 0pinions but no knowledge to support them, fear but still I ran into it.
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