[Intro: Alan Watts]
Music as an art form is essentially playful
We say we "play" the piano, you don't "work" the piano
When you travel, you are trying to get somewhere
So you eliminate the distance, and you eliminate the journey
Part of the journey is to travel, not to obliterate travel
[Verse 1: Eliza Grace]
We treated dreams like cell reception
So we held them to the sky
And I know that you can't fly from here
But I can find you there if I try
[Chorus: Eliza Grace]
I want to hold you
I want to console you
And I'll be beside you
I will supply you
[Verse 2: Eliza Grace]
Sparing my last drops again
You are always half empty in the end
If I just paint the walls and light some incense
I can manifest the bottom into the top again
Is that what la la la long-suffering is?
Is that where I suffer a long time?
Music as an art form is essentially playful
We say we "play" the piano, you don't "work" the piano
When you travel, you are trying to get somewhere
So you eliminate the distance, and you eliminate the journey
Part of the journey is to travel, not to obliterate travel
[Verse 1: Eliza Grace]
We treated dreams like cell reception
So we held them to the sky
And I know that you can't fly from here
But I can find you there if I try
[Chorus: Eliza Grace]
I want to hold you
I want to console you
And I'll be beside you
I will supply you
[Verse 2: Eliza Grace]
Sparing my last drops again
You are always half empty in the end
If I just paint the walls and light some incense
I can manifest the bottom into the top again
Is that what la la la long-suffering is?
Is that where I suffer a long time?
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