Picture me, standing beneath an aged tree.
I watch the leaves fall down to the tragic ground,
Where they gently stir, like an old memory trying to re-animate.
As i gather my thoughts, I walk off leaving them to rot.
Picture you, on the other side of the river.
Your staring up with glee in your eye,
With your kite flying high, like a dream in the sky.
I try to catch your eye, as I continue to walk by.
Picture tomorrow, when the wind has blown itself out.
The leaves are silent, and your dream has fallen from the sky.
I see you look down on me from above to see,
In the river floats the dreamer who never caught your eye.
Picture us... Next time... Next life...
See me fly my kite high, with you by my side.
We could look up at the sky and dream together,
And never look down to the rotting ground.
Every time I catch your eye, I see my dream like a reflection in the river. With a tear, did you feel me shiver?
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