"I'd speak my mind- except that I wouldn't dare"
"Tell me what's happening, dear"
"It's nothing-
Except everything you wouldn't want to hear."
Do dreams tell us anything?
I often think they share what we believe down deep
A place -Too deep for us to think about going-
Until the wall is unguarded during sleep.
Hold on to every color as they fade while you wake
You can't get them back
You can't dream that dream again
Hide in your dreams each night
Grab whatever feeling you can feel
For maybe what your mind is showing you
Is what you really need.
What you really want.
What you really need to want
It will become everything you want to need but are fearing this moment
Let it go,
Your control is at zero
The eye is the gateway for the brain
But for the heart it's a chain
As soon as a dream is shared,
It begins to vanish because no one cares
Hence why so many
Always stop sharing any.
It's really the children who know
The places In a dream you can go
As for me,
I'll stand under the lamp and continue to lie
Because here under the light is where dreams go to die
Hiding in the light is all we really know
It's the dark in our hearts we are too scared to show.
Which is which? I hardly know anymore...
That bridge is becoming as sure of a sight
As the sun tomorrow or the moon tonight.
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