Smoking popes

Pasted

Smoking popes
The sky painted all in pastel
I'm pasted on the ground
World of rooms
All designed to keep you down

One day
I'll fly away
And disappear behind the sky
The sky, the sky
The sky, the sky
Behind the sky

I've painted a round pinhole
I'm planted on the ground
World of arms
Each one trying to hold you down

Goodbye

I don't wanna come back here
I don't wanna lose you again

The sky painted all in pastel
I'm pasted on the ground
World of rooms
All designed to keep you down

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