if i don't kid myself today
if i don't care about a thing
would i be light enough to fly
and if i just rid myself
the weight of memories and doubts
would i be light enough to fly
if the world was flat would you jump off
i think i'd float down like a feather
she lights the stars in the sky
you know, angels can see them clear
through foul weather
and when the race ends
will we all fall down
safe and sound
30 days
as she wakes up
and i'm caught staring again
she asks me
"what did you dream?"