this, this is no good; I like it

What else is really to be said?After mountains collapse, seas go green,

And I wind up dead. 
What else is to be said?

After wise men fight with fools, skies grey, 

And generations are misled.
everything will be fine, if I can just agree with my minds eye
Everything, I pine, if I longed for sun could I have the sky?
everything will be fine, if I can just agree with my mind’s eye
take to the skies, leave my brain behind & maybe I’ll be happy 

take the skies, leave the brain behind, maybe I’ll be happy

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