Values measured out by sounds and smells
Each step rewarded with sights
astonishing to untrained eyes
Still undefiled by obligations
Still a stranger to remorse
Overwhelmed by the stretch of horizons
I remember it seemed endless to me
Still not sure what I invented
Still not sure what I retrieved
And when I in solitude suffer
I drink from the river of sleep
to forget my surroudings
and set sail for the realm of dreams
Where I'll be
Shaped by surroundings
and colored by innocence
So strange to desire something you can't recall
and to glorify traces on old hazy walls
It seems to wriggle like a necklace
that we proudly carry around our necks.
I keep reminders on my skin
and memories in frames on walls
I lean my head against the trunk
and dream me away from this doubt
When I in solitude suffer
I drink from the river of sleep
to make me forget my surroundings
and set sail to the realm of dreams
Not all my memories are true
just heaps of glass on the floor
Not all my memories are true
but they are all I have
Artist: Jason Mraz
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