Frank Ocean — White

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Could this be earth, could this be light
Does this mean everythings going to be alright
One look out my window theres trees talking like people
I dreamt of storms, I dreamt of sound
I dreamt of gravity keeping us around
I slept in the darkness it was lonely and it was silent
What is this love, i dont feel the same
Dont believe what this is, could be given a name
I awoke you there chasing planets on my forehead
But I forget 23 like i forget 17
And I forget my first love, like you forget a day dream
And what of all my wild friends, and the times I’ve had with them
But I’ll fade to grey soon on the tv station