Dreamland

Paper planes with nowhere to land,

Tracing unknown names into the sand.

We said we had dreams, we had our plans,

Where are we now?

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Chasing dreams in the grass,

Reminders of the life we had,

Our promises to never go back,

Where are we now?

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With cardboard boxes, we could fashion worlds

In playhouses, imagination was real

Nothing was out of reach in our cardboard box lives

Magic markers brought paper to life

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Private jets all sold out,

Washed out names drawn in the clouds,

Our dreams and plans now make us proud,

Here we are now.

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Chasing after fairy lights,

Enchanted by fey fire in the night,

Bulbs burnt out when lit too light,

Here we are now.

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With cardboard boxes, we could fashion worlds,

In playhouses, imagination was real.

Nothing was out of reach in our cardboard box lives,

Magic markers brought paper to life.

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In Dreamland

In Dreamland

Childhood dreams so out of reach

Past goals ended so simply

Future unwritten so take the pen

Follow the path the ink has bled

In Dreamland

In Dreamland

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With cardboard boxes, we could fashion new worlds

In playhouses, imagination was real

Nothing was out of reach in our cardboard box lives

Magic markers brought paper to life