Always Me In the End
No more playing in the rain..
I sold my tears and left the game..
I climbed up from this tiny hole..
Took a breathe and raised my hands from a fold..
No more playing in the rain..
I finished my glass and swallowed all the pain..
Now I stretch my legs and my mind..
Blowing kisses that will fly and search blind..
No more playing in the rain..
I lie naked under the moon and dream in frames..
Tiny pictures like silhouette's running free..
But in the end the reflection is always me..
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