Pauper
Embracing Pauperhood: A Melodic Journey into Humble Dreams
Lyrics
I feel a pauper each and every day
I feel impoverished or lacking each day
And I like to feel this way
I derive pleasure from feeling this way
With funny, early dreams
I have whimsical, early aspirations
Of rolling in the sand, falls through my hand
I have dreams that slip away or elude my grasp
An hour glass I made myself to be
I've crafted myself into an hourglass figure
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I never saw eyes so brown looking at me
I've never seen such captivating brown eyes looking at me
And follow streams of raindrop dreams
I pursue dreams akin to raindrops
They seem like tear drops through my window
These dreams resemble tear drops seen through my window
They call to me while sitting in my bed
These dreams beckon to me while I'm in bed
The color of red
There's an association with the color red
And now I will prepare myself for sleep
I'm preparing myself for sleep
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But I know it was so long ago
I acknowledge that something happened long ago
And my heart gets lost in time
My heart feels displaced or confused in time
Lost inside your glass case
My heart feels trapped within your emotional confines
And I, I hope that I always will
I hope that I'll always feel this way
Repeat 1st verse
Repeats the sentiment of feeling impoverished daily
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