“I’m the same as I was when I was 6 years old
And oh my God I feel so damn old
I don’t really feel anything
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below
And oh my God, they look so alone
Do they really feel anything?
Oh my God, I’ve gotta gotta gotta gotta move on
Where do you move when what you’re moving from
Is yourself?”

 

 


 

One Response to “”

  1. jfizzityzorr says:

    hmmm…glad you could find its complexity. also…i wish i had an answer for this question…nope.

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