Sure I'm mistaking
moons for fingers
Kings for crowns
and songs for singers
would you believe
I'm all about the bright side
have to call it a good week
well despite the slight slide
will there always be despite
will it never shine clear
resign myself to fate
maybe somewhere, not here
still throw over
all second guessing
get out of all mad quick
and trust somewhere's a blessing
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