Thought they were blue
I'd see right through them
Like the sun's light scatters in their eyes
Behind the reflections of what they want to see
Is the black of space
But crowded in its place is the illusion
Of the sky.
I'd see right through them
Like the sun's light scatters in their eyes
Behind the reflections of what they want to see
Is the black of space
But crowded in its place is the illusion
Of the sky.
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