Beauty:From the way the light hits my dashboard,To the way my speakers aren't perfectly placed on the sides of my monitor.From the sound a tire makes on gravel,To the way someone's name holds a representation of them.From that fallen tree in my yard,To the long drives to absolutely nowhere.From the smell of a friend,To the already melted snow.From sleeping through an earthquake,To sitting in the middle of a street.From the happiness of someone I don't know,To all those things I can only imagi...
Beauty:From the way the light hits my dashboard,To the way my speakers aren't perfectly placed on the sides of my monitor.From the sound a tire makes on gravel,To the way someone's name holds a representation of them.From that fallen tree in my yard,To the long drives to absolutely nowhere.From the smell of a friend,To the already melted snow.From sleeping through an earthquake,To sitting in the middle of a street.From the happiness of someone I don't know,To all those things I can only imagine,But not have in this reality. Yet.Like the skyscape of clouds in that perfect pattern,Like that symphony that I don't know how to write,Like the path through that made-up mountain range,Like my perfect vocal harmony,Like touching the sun and stars from where I am.Like the adventure of a lifetime with my best friends,Like sleeping in the middle of the ocean.Like living out what my name means.Like falling off the top of the world.Like ten thousand people singing my lyrics along with me.
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