Candy Made of Cotton

You were born and raised as a dream, That someone else liked to keep. Run me like a river, Currents can’t keep us from sleep. You were raised like a flag. So sorry so forgotten, You were left at half mast. A tomato in the sun not dried but rotten. Candy made of cotton. Dreams are meant to be forgotten. And I’ll forget with help from smoke and ashes. Alone here we lie between the sounds. Don’t we all think our lives could be profound? But my genius only comes in flashes. Turn me like a table. The only stories I ever heard were fables. So now all I tell are tall tales. Something about cats in cradles. I wanted so much from life but I was afraid to reach. Now hand in my pockets tangled up in sleeves. My dreams have stayed just dreams. Candy made of cotton. Dreams are meant to be forgotten. And I’ll forget with help from smoke and ashes. Alone here we lie between the sounds. Don’t we all think our lives could be profound? But my genius only comes in flashes.