Dreams

Dreams.

Rapid Eye Movement, after the darkness;

At last you have finally got to sleep.

Your own private show, with no popcorn eating fool sat beside us.

It’s time for a film…they call it a dream.

A bright white light shines over in the distance;

Maybe this will be a premonition,

Or maybe a long distant memory, that you have forgotten;

Or maybe a nightmare, that you have tried in vain to keep hidden.

So wish me away, to a far-away place;

A land of hopeful stories, with a sunshine landscape.

A place where magical animals roam free

And you are free to be at peace.

A place full of wishes; a place full of dreams.

I dream of a world, full of beautiful people,

Who are righteous and interesting and there is no evil.

I have no need, for a nightmare tonight;

I need sunshine and to dream, of a happy life.

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