: and i'll be here by the ocean just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams. all my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes, and every wave drags me to sea. i could stand here for hours just to ask God the question, is everyone here make believe? with a tear in His voice He said, son that's the question, does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me..
(you be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground,
i'll be the wings that keep your heart in the clouds)
-mayday parade.
i'll be the wings that keep your heart in the clouds)
-mayday parade.
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