Laws of Gravity

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The fields he left behind were like a study of Claude Monet
A rooftop of leaves, colorful dots silently swaying in the autumn breeze
He couldn't make the connection, I'll tell you why         
Reality to him used to feel like a dream in pastel   
He refused to believe and instead went to sleep 
He should wake up and open his eyelids            

A dream in a dream, in the end it seemed to him that the dream was real 
A black hole of all that he desired
The greener grass on the other side, the brighter light of days
                                    
On the fields she gave him wings so that he could fly    
On the fields she gave him wings so that he could fly   
On the fields she gave him wings so that he could fly   
On the fields she gave him wings so that he could fly   
On the fields she gave him wings so that he could fly   
On the fields she gave him wings so that he could fly   
On the fields she gave him wings so that he could fly   
On the fields she gave him wings so that he could fly   

He could fly        
He could fly 
He could fly 
He could fly 
            
He could have known the laws of gravity               
Now back on earth, he said his clock was running slower because
He was too fast, trying to catch up with the speed of light   

He feels like waking up from a dream inside a dream     
He feels like waking up from a dream inside a dream    
He feels like waking up from a dream inside a dream    
He feels like waking up from a dream inside a dream    
He feels like waking up from a dream inside a dream    
He feels like waking up from a dream inside a dream    
He feels like waking up from a dream inside a dream    
He feels like waking up from a dream inside a dream 
   
But one was real    
But one was real      
But one was real      
But one was real                 

Now all dreams being shattered
It is time to reconnect the pieces that are spilled on the firm earth below my feet
In a different time and space
It might be possible to create a new mosaic of shiny little dots
Reflecting the sun in different ways

I should write down the story to make it real               
Because inside the white, there is a time capsule where our story can hide
Transformed into blue, there is no telling whose dreams were true
But after all they were 

I should write you a letter and post it

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