(no subject)
So I danced upon a star tonight,
For it seemed the thing to do.
I was so far from this galaxy,
But I was still within your view.
And I wonder why my mind,
Lives years within a day.
It likes to create fake memories,
And leaves me vulnerable and astray.
I guess it likes to play out scenes,
And put every lover through a test.
It analyses each and every flaw,
And separates the best.
For when relation seems to rot,
Before it has sprouted from a seed.
My mind knows it is wrong,
And avoids the need to plead.
But sometimes I am tricked,
And my mind is caught off guard.
And sometimes do these lovers,
Floor me nice and floor me hard.
So sometimes when I feel,
That my mind is living dreams,
And these dreams can’t become reality,
Or reality so it seems.
I tend to lift my guard,
And hold back what I feel.
Until I can allow reality,
To prove that it is real.
But guards can only block,
And they can separate what is true.
The last thing that I’d want,
Is for it to separate me from you.
So I promise to leave my guard down,
And risk being susceptible without defense.
For yes you seem to be a dream,
But to fight it would make no sense.
So here I am tonight,
Dancing on this star.
With my mind living out fake memories,
I fetched them from afar.
Hoping that these dreams,
Can be lived when I awake.
Hoping that these memories,
Are the opposite of fake.
For I will steal this star tonight,
If even half of them are true.
But I guess I’ll wait and see,
If who I’ve been dreaming of is you.
For it seemed the thing to do.
I was so far from this galaxy,
But I was still within your view.
And I wonder why my mind,
Lives years within a day.
It likes to create fake memories,
And leaves me vulnerable and astray.
I guess it likes to play out scenes,
And put every lover through a test.
It analyses each and every flaw,
And separates the best.
For when relation seems to rot,
Before it has sprouted from a seed.
My mind knows it is wrong,
And avoids the need to plead.
But sometimes I am tricked,
And my mind is caught off guard.
And sometimes do these lovers,
Floor me nice and floor me hard.
So sometimes when I feel,
That my mind is living dreams,
And these dreams can’t become reality,
Or reality so it seems.
I tend to lift my guard,
And hold back what I feel.
Until I can allow reality,
To prove that it is real.
But guards can only block,
And they can separate what is true.
The last thing that I’d want,
Is for it to separate me from you.
So I promise to leave my guard down,
And risk being susceptible without defense.
For yes you seem to be a dream,
But to fight it would make no sense.
So here I am tonight,
Dancing on this star.
With my mind living out fake memories,
I fetched them from afar.
Hoping that these dreams,
Can be lived when I awake.
Hoping that these memories,
Are the opposite of fake.
For I will steal this star tonight,
If even half of them are true.
But I guess I’ll wait and see,
If who I’ve been dreaming of is you.