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Dancing on the moon

You can hear the pitter patter of little feet 

But they are stomping on the clouds when it rains

And know its pouring and every tear the sky shares you feel that pain

Its not the best feeling but you cant run

Dont you think we know your playing up there fishing for stars and cooking with the big dipper

Catching fire flys then throwing them across the sky making us make false wishes

Why play with thier hope just go dance on the moon 

I can see where you fell and bumped your head

You almost left a crater dummy

I wanna play kick ball with the sun feel summer at the tip of my toes

Play baseball with planets blow them to pieces

Hear the screams of billions scream

They sound like mosquitos

Maybe im sadistic and crazy

Or just maybe i can plan on the stars with you one day

And grab you by the hand and join you to dance on the moon 

Lost family

◄ A Queen She Is

Walk Away ►

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