You sit in a garden Locked away from the world Find no reason to see your friends Everything you need is here But your eyes are open Enough to see you said All I read are memories With a black line of love
You make me feel Real
See the hand in front of your face And see what is real and what is make believe Would you run away to catch the ocean if it called you name ? Everybody is looking for heaven on earth And you believe to be bling Your mind is the watchman at the gate Faith is all you need
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