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the same words
04:23
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i could be your friend
in this beautiful place
where i can see your pretty face
not too sure what is real
but i know that this is nice
to be feeling some kind of peace
that i could never feel with any kind of reality
it's somewhere i know i can act so free
so free to be with you i dream
no pain, no hate, clear view i dream
i hope that one day
you can join me on this cloud
where we can dream so loud
can you speak the same words
that are overwhelming me
and help me know how it is to be
always floating away through the sky with no care in the world
please take me there to your dreamworld
so free to be with you i dream
no pain, no hate, clear view i dream
but i'm ready to wake up now
i don't want to sleep in anymore
this is now too much for me to take
i forget what i was dreaming for
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2. |
mochi song
02:33
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(oh) i hope you're alright
do you like where you are tonight?
i hope that you are eating well
i hope that you are playing well
i hope that you're still hoppin' around
you are my friend
until the end
wherever you are
know i'm not far
sorry i let you go
i hope you know
maybe the next life
we'll still be friends
(oh) i hope i'm still in your thoughts
do you know how to connect the dots?
i hope that you are drinking well
i hope that you are digging well
i hope that you're still hoppin' around
you are my friend
until the end
wherever you are
know i'm not far
sorry i let you go
i hope you know
maybe the next life
we'll still be friends
i wanna walk into the sun with you
i wanna dive into the moon with you
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sydney
02:47
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i do not know how
the pieces dissolved to sand
with nothing going according as planned
i do not know why
i keep losing myself over and over
less and less is leftover
i cannot believe
i'll never get to go back to sydney
when it was once so pretty
i cannot get through
i just want her to know everything i'm sorry for
but will it get to her front door?
i alone i sit
on this stairwell getting intoxicated
trying to forget the pieces we hated
i do regret everything bad i've ever said to her
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this is for you
02:54
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is this all i could ever know?
but i guess this is how it will go
i hope that you will know... that this is for you!
i don't know what else i could do...
believe me when i wish you no stress
even though if things did end up in a mess
know that all these words are meant for you
i don't know what else i should do...
some days you keep on runnin in my mind
and although I want to leave you behind
i can't stop writing all these songs about you
i don't know what else i would do
it pains me to be leaving so soon
but when i look up to the moon
i remember all the things i like about you
this is all i know how to do...
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you're always there if I need someone to talk to,
someone i can feel so safe when I feel blue,
it's all of these days that I wanna know how you are,
maybe in the next life we can ride a shooting star
i don't know what life would be like
if I hadn't met you
if we never met at all
you're the one who can visualize the universe,
and i'm the one who writes prose and verse,
it was you who showed me what these objects were made for
it's something I don't think we can both ignore
i don't know what life would be like
if I hadn't met you
if we never met at all
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