Create me in your vision of wealth
And send me to the moon
I bet the aliens know who you are too
So why must you be this vision of loveliness
In a building that has no earth?
My heart skips a thousand beats
Yet there is no sign of breath
I lay my head on the pillow at night
And I think about my many failures
Why is it that I'm such a basket case
When it comes to chasing money?
I fall with my whole heart
Yet a perfect day with you
Would be a walk in the park
Never have I known such ease
Only in a dream
And you chase all my worries away
Just by talking about yours
Oh send me into orbit already
I want to feel your heart skip two thousand beats
Yet is there any sign of breath?
Well breathe with me why don't you!
For life is not just about money, you know
Wise is the wise cat
That purrs upon your lap
As the building grows darker
And your heart begins to sink...
For where are my roses Elon?
I've been waiting a lifetime for them
Are they as pretty as the ones you see?
For I am the perfect visionary.
- Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 26th, 2024 13:10
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
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