Sweet Dreams and Demons
Lovely landscape is this as I drift along
Swans are floating,happy birds singing their song
Painting my way with the colors of the wind
Forgetting how I could have failed or might have sinned
Reaching out to grasp the warmth and bring it close
Fill my head with shooting stars and bright rainbows
When suddenly the climate changes drastically
My mind's awhirl with things I do not want to see
I can't wake up,I cannot breathe,I dare not scream
As silently I plead"please give me back my dream!"
I'm drenched in fear and crowned with animosity
For the ruination of my simple reverie
I'll be chased down but I'll not give up easily
My dream angel will guide my rest again you see
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