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Sep 08, 2005 23:39

Bedtime Song

Lying awake
In your bed
You see running
in your head

Wishing you could fly
Staring at the sky
Trying to make more
out of what's in store

Trying to make
What's given
Run, Run
up it's liven

You make it
come out
and take
its reel

Thinking about what's happened
Thinking about what's right
You've told me so many times
That only foolds will flight

But it is in this time
When nothing is in ryhme
When straing at the ceiling
brings all the answers reelin

And we see things comin' through
Making all our thoughts new
Thinking what we want to be
and what is you and me

Is sometimes
a mystery

We conclude in determination
That the past's obligation
Is something
that isn't true

But then in our surprise
We see in deep brown eyes
That we
were misguided

But in our deepest mind
we kindly realize
The future
isn't true

What we want to do
After staring through and through
is to know
and know, and know

But we have known
over everything we've sown
Is that nothing
nothing adew

Behind stories there are people
Behind people there are stories
and over, and over
althrough

You may say
that there has
nothing gone
astray

But over and over,
again it's true

Behind stories there are people
And Behind people, stories anew

Round and Round
The ryhme will end
Round and Round
The time we'll spend

One thing will
never die
Thoughts
Running around
in the sky

Behind stories there
are people
Behind people there
are stories

You may tell me
that there is not
But there will be
To me

There is a meaning
Behind every story
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