Our Dream
You’re the god send,
You’re often lost in your own thoughts,
For something bigger.
Don’t have to be the leader,
but your often the one that’s sought
more often than not
you ask the question, what if it were true?
The appropriateness that truly, truly defines you
You long to get out of the darkness
And into the light
God of your dreams
God of your domain
the truth will set you free
Hope is all that remains
It's not literal movement
Only a state of mind
Subtle of the myth
The gods stood looking at the light
But not from the window
It’s the brightness of the night
To find that one inside
It’s a gift that you can’t buy
This is what belongs to me
This is where I fit in
We’re right they’re wrong
That’s the way it’s got to be
Make the most of the dream
Make the most of the night
Just because there’s darkness
Doesn’t mean there’s no light
It’s the ever changing longing
From here to where we go
Copyright © Gregory Horn | Year Posted 2007
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