Laney Jones

Stories Up High

Laney Jones


I fell from stories up high
I died a little inside
One wish is only a kiss
A shooting star I must have missed
I watch you pull out your phone
A desert island alone
I'm here having a blast
No sass I like the way you laugh
A wrinkle in the eye of time
You paint the world just how I like
Smooth as an ocean on a screen
Right next to you is where I want to be

Are you a gift from above
Pulse racing covered with love
I want to hold your little hand
Do all the things that I can
But are you too good to be true
Is it my twisted point of view
That shapes the twinkle of your smile
Are you a friendly crocodile
Oh, is it ever worth the pain
Of all the heartache and shame
Do I go torture myself
And try to love somebody else

I fell from stories up high
I died a little inside
But if I had a crystal ball
I never would have lived at all

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