These notes are lacerated from something much greater than you know. It's like you're jumping in a pool of freshly fallen rain, while it's still pouring down. And I can't even tell you how you look at me in the summertime, it's just too good to explain. So I wait till the day that I run to you from the long road, to the new life I've planned.

{So now we're running on the pavement past the house that's made of gold, and we're together. But it's just a dream, just a silly little dream of mine. Under the trellis, past the house that's made of gold, and we're in love, holding hands.}

The reason that you came today, was merely to find about all my dreams and all that you mean to me. We talk for hours, but it's never really you. Just an image in my head. I didn't think we'd last this long, so far it's working out. Now 300 more days.


Sometimes you wake up, sometimes all shook up, hoping that it will all come true. Wishing, hoping, wanting, dreaming, believing your heart wants to see the sights, take it in. Hold your breath before you run out of time to see. All the time.


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Ellis The Trellis song meanings
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