please do

Endless mornings
infinite dreams
and this feels like waking up.
Seems like someone's turning my pages
skipping ahead
before time.

Dancing naked
in our living room
flying high out into space,
Cosmic journey
through the colours,
That, will never be replaced.

T'was a good ride into freedom
i'll always remember the taste
Just put down your weapons for me
let the anger down to rest.

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