An old toy I've found
I once scared of blank space
When it was its brightest
Its mouth got so big, I had to run away
Night went fast and deep
Strangers would see
Beating heartbeats over my mind
One, two
One, two, three
Maybe
It was all dream
Maybe
I was only being a dreamer
I once stared at empty space
When I first heard the news
And time never knew its turn to pass away
Thought I saw something new
Nothing has changed
Falling tears on white lies they told
One, two
One, two, three
In a world, what gets smaller
What’s there for me to hold on
What’s left beneath yellow nostalgia I remember
Maybe
It was all dream
Maybe
I was only being a dreamer
Right—
I was only being a dreamer
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