if i face my fears, would my skies be all but clear? probably not. then again i’ve always held my doubts so close to my heart that these frames have trapped all my better days. there they stay frozen and unscathed. though i’ve traveled far, i’ve been back to the start. and i found some scars in places i have never shown to anyone. i don’t know why it took so long to get back home. “if you could hear the dreams i’ve had my dear…” yea i know you’ve heard that line before. but if i had the chance to scream all the things i’ve underlined…you’d find i’m a thief, but my taste is so refined. i traveled far, i reached for the stars. but those stars don’t reach back, they’re better left alone, everyone will tell you. i never felt more alone than when i fell. so i don’t know why it took so long to get back home. i’ve traveled all these miles just to get back home.
.сцена для страха пытаться.
если я посмотрю своим страхам прямо в лицо, будет ли мое небо каким угодно, но не ясным? вероятно, нет. а потом снова, я всегда держал свои сомнения так близко к моему сердцу, что эти рамки поглотили все мои более хорошие дни. здесь они остаются замороженными и невредимыми. пусть я и так далеко уходил, я вернулся к самому старту. я нашел шрамы в тех местах, которые никогда никому не показывал. я не знаю, почему я так долго возвращался домой. "если бы ты слышал сны, которые мне снились, дорогой..." да, знаю, ты уже слышал эту строчку. если бы у меня был шанс прокричать все, что я подчеркивал... ты бы посчитал меня вором, но у меня такой изысканный вкус. я путешествовал в далекие места, я достиг звезд. но эти звезды не стремились обратно, лучше оставить их в одиночестве, все скажут тебе. никогда не чувствовал себя более одиноким, чем в момент, когда я упал. я не знаю, почему я так долго возвращался домой. я прошел весь этот длинный путь лишь для того, чтобы вернуться обратно.
if i face my fears, would my skies be all but clear? probably not. then again i've always held my doubts so close to my heart that these frames have trapped all my better days. there they stay frozen and unscathed. though i've traveled far, i've been back to the start. and i found some scars in places i have never shown to anyone. i do not know why it took so long to get back home. "If you could hear the dreams i've had my dear ..." yea i know you've heard that line before. but if i had the chance to scream all the things i've underlined ... you'd find i'm a thief, but my taste is so refined. i traveled far, i reached for the stars. but those stars do not reach back, they're better left alone, everyone will tell you. i never felt more alone than when i fell. so i do not know why it took so long to get back home. i've traveled all these miles just to get back home.
.stsena for fear of trying.
If I look at your fears in the face whether my palate anything but unclear? probably not. but then again, I always had my doubts so close to my heart, that this framework swallowed all of my better days. Here they remain frozen and intact. I let so far left, I went back to the very start. I found the scars in places that no one ever showed. I do not know why I have been returning home. & Quot; If you hear the dreams that I dreamed, my dear ... & quot; Yes, I know you've heard this line. if I had the chance to shout all I pointed out ... you would have thought I was a thief, but I have such refined taste. I've traveled to faraway places, I reached the stars. but the stars did not seek to back, better to leave them alone, all will tell you. I never felt more alone than when I fell. I do not know why I have been returning home. I went through all this just a long way to come back.
