I want lights, incandescent and warm
Let them hang from every ceiling I stand under
And I want sunshine, bright and cheery
Let its rays stream in through every seam, every crack
Give me air, free and breathtaking
Give me flowers, dried and everlasting
Give me trees, gnarled and comforting
Give me water, alive and whispering
Give me the ocean, salty and roaring
Give me color, vivid and liquid
Give me paper, clean and waiting
Give me heartbreak, true and searing
Give me clouds soft and strong
Enough for my far-fetched dreams to float on
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