c
you're not the dreamer here,
always the one with your feet on the ground,
trying to keep his head out of the clouds,
always trying to make the best out of your shitty situation.
you couldn't let yourself dream.
you can't let yourself dream.
ever the optimist, but never the dreamer
j
sometimes
you wish you could just fly away,
far away from this glorified hell hole.
away from the smog
and the skyline blocked by buildings
away from barely scraping by each day.
even you're not ridiculous enough to think you can,
but
that doesn't stop you from dreaming.
nothing can stop you from dreaming your whole fucking life away,
not that what you're living is much of a life.
you just
wish
you could go
a
w
a
y
c
you know you can't keep him here.
not mentally,
not physically.
you know
he's already gone,
at least in his mind.
you just wish
that
he won't leave you behind.
like he always does.
not intentionally, at least.
never intentionally.
he's always
flying too fast with his feet off the ground and his head in the stars.
always to a better place,
far
far away from new york
and
far
f a r
away
from
y
o
u
j
you want to take him with you,
when you finally fly away from this god-forsaken city.
you just
don't know if you can,
don't know
if he'll let you.
he's grounded in this place
roots buried deep.
you don't know if you could bear to dig them up.
but
you know
you could never bear
to leave
him
behind
c
it makes you sick
that he would just
GO.
that
you wouldn't be enough
to make him stay,
that
some pretty girl
that he just
MET
would be
what finally grounded him
and not
y
o
u
.