Skyscraper
If I am to breath may it be of the assumption of you,
Innocent perfection of vibes across the phone line is it you,
If the world is colliding for worst efforts sounds and barrels escape witness
Skyscraper are cloud it by all visions,
The torn and forgotten stand witness I say,
Innocent perfection of vibes across the phone line is it you,
If the past torn from pages then how would live foreshadow with envy,
Laughter glorify birds and chimney knock without witness,
Tress left for disaster forecast the weather,
Nights with the chills was maybe as worst it gets,
Could you forecast today weather dear luv,
What is left of a disaster of of a broken man but yet write,
No all rights are witness by a stove,
No all rights are given without warning,
How can one spell out a disaster,
Innocent perfection of vibes across the phone line is it you.
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