(Anastasio)
© Seven Below Inc. (BMI)
Blue morning walking down the street
Hear the rhythm from the soles of my feet
On the pavement and I reach out my hands
And touch the building that's besides me
And I look into the air up above my head
A thin layer of clouds and the open sky
All the stars are handles on doors
If I could touch them with my fingers they would open up
And the sea of love
Ruby waves would pour down on my head
Ocean of love would carry me up from this prison of lies
If I could touch the stars with my finger tips
The doors would open all around me
Gonna escape from this prison of lies
And swim in the ocean up above my head
When I die I'll turn into a tiny ball of energy
And I'll go flippin' and floatin' up into the sky
And bounce off the stars like a pinball machine
Look around
All the lights on the machine are flashing
Until they explode and the particles join up with
The sea of love
Ruby waves pouring down on my head
An ocean of love
Carry me up from this prison of lies
If I could touch the stars with my finger tips
The doors would open all around me
Gonna escape from the prison of lies
Gonna escape from the prison of lies
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