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Silver drops of dew splash down

Personal perceptions rule what I see

An immortal moon clutched in my hands

Blindly I sail through an ambiguous sea

Stars were invented by mechanical men

Are memories any more real than dreams?

Presently, nothing's more real than right now

But what we know now is not what it seems

The Attic

Boxed up memories collect dust in the attic 

Concealed in the corner behind shattered glass

Reflections of people seen through hazy static 

Remember the reason you chose to forget

The Spaces Between

This sober sky is a bleak reminder of the mistakes I made

I spread my wings, flew away and left you on the ground

Well flying leads to falling through the spaces in between,

I screamed away the pain and now I'm dancing in the clouds

But somewhere out there you still exist -- outside my mind you still exist

And somewhere out there you're still breathing-- your lungs still drink the air