...now there's No sunlight The idealistic things i believed The optimist died inside of me
And soon everybody will ask what became of you'Cause your heart was dying fast, and you didn't know what to do
We bought some wine and some papercups
And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray
And she laughed and danced through the field of graves
And the news
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that first set of verses I did last week with a friend of mine, though she only dance on top of one grave.... just kidding. But the flames are very real out here.
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and i kinda like to think i have a lil optimism in me
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