Apr 26, 2004 19:49
Dreams Will Sing
who is better than who?
am i better than him?
is she better than her?
you better sit down its a long story
and were running out of gas.
i've watched you slip out of my hands;
of everything ive seen,
i still cant imagine that i think u can see
that there is still a light left on in the room
but hurry it's slowly fading
why cant we just close our minds and dream
and wake up in the morning and let it be right there
hopefully one day i can break through this dorment sleep
and find the answers written on the back of your hand.
kings and queens couldnt even figure it out
why two flowers rot with too much light
try to break out of the cycle
instead, we dive head first into denial.
unwritten letters, untold stories
left to their own demise
they will never find out the truth
unless you tell them.
then maybe then,
dreams will sing.