He thinks in a magazine, he found it all Wrote the article in sharpie, on his wall So everyday he wakes up, he jumps up so tall Saw the magazine, thought he couldnt seem small Felt like heaven in the clouds gave him a call Loved him, and his words even the flaws On the cover of it, was a girl... For her, hed search the whole world Which was on page eleven of the magazine Rewinds and reminds him of a certain dream Like it was out of a movie screen Its like happiness, it would seem He was happiest, in between Dreams But then he screams For some real powerful words to say And he ran to the depths of the bay Down by the bay, water would play A soft song, carried on through the day There he sits near the boats away From the world, there the mag lays Beside him, inside him is stray Magazine today had nothing to say Except the same out things, movie screen Same old pages with beauty queen He wasnt sure why but when he read it He thought he could fly, now to forget it All he said is, whats already in his head Goodbye to what he already read And he picked up that ripped magazine Read every line and letter in between Searched every single line for words he loved Finished it then looked for the skies above Found the sun, then he found the wind Blowing at him just to begin With the rest of his life...moving farther He tossed that magazine in the water And he let it go When can I let you go? Left by the bay....
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