I start dreaming when my eyes start sinking down. You’re from heaven and I’m not quite certain yet. Your spine starts tingling your heart starts beating. Your voice starts cracking , your mind starts rattling. You can sleep for days not for a reason. We can wish for ways to start bleeding. The sky starts kneeling, the earth starts breaking down. Your eyes start leaking the clouds start giving back. We can kiss for days not for a reason. We can wish for ways to start believing. Brush it off, won’t you leave it all behind.