Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Runaway


Warped in watercolors
Tied in rainbow rope
Flying on the smiling sun
of everlasting hope

I found a way out of here
It breathes beneath the clouds
It's higher than the buildings tall
and never touches ground

Runaway to rainbowland
you must be curious to see
Swallow all that's in your hand
and runaway with me

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