children taking pictures of the sky,
everything is ordinary,
everything’s extraordinary,
never let a sunset pass you by,
capture all the fading colors,
keep them where you saved the others,
’cause when the dark comes down you’re gonna want that picture,
keep a few around for when the days grow grayer,
you’ll be glad you found with your broken camera’s eye,
children taking pictures of the sky..
what if you knew every day was real?
would it change the way you greet it?
would you step outside to meet it?
and fill that frame with everything you feel,
overjoyed or brokenhearted,
circle back to where you started,
’cause when the dark comes down you’re gonna need that picture,
keep a few around for when the days grow grayer,
you’ll be glad you found with your broken camera’s eye,
children taking pictures of the sky,
children taking pictures..
children taking pictures of the sky,
everything is ordinary,
everything’s extraordinary…
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