Reality To Dream

1 Dec 2018 4:17 PM A man could walk a thousand miles and never see a thing Then lay down his head to rest and see the world in a dream Why does the dream seem real and the world seem fake As we look onward toward death and leave life in our wake The dream is deep inside and a part of us Reality is outside blowing by in a gust The dream is personal our emotions put to sight We sort out ourselves as we sleep through the night Some dreams are good and sweet melodies And some are wicked obscenities But all serve purpose to help us heal By seeing what we really feel Reality is the life we live While dreams are the life we give