Soap Bubble Dreams
Soap bubble dreams are drifting so close.
Soap bubble dreams;
What do I have to lose?
Soap bubble dreams;
I can feel the weighty, delicate film on my finger tips.
Soap bubble dreams;
I can taste their reality on my lips.
Soap bubble dreams;
I can hold them but a minute, an hour, or maybe a day?
Soap bubble dreams are slowly drifting away.
Soap bubble dreams of what I thought I wanted.
Soap bubble dreams; now I feel haunted.
My choices rest on soap bubble dreams.
Soap bubble dreams, nothing is as it seems.
Soap bubble dreams; I can hold them or blow them astray.
Soap bubble dreams are slowly drifting away.
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