Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Wake from your dreams
You're crying in your sleep
Your pillow won't forget
Lights off, glasses on
Staring at the ceiling
Not make-believe, just pretend

Stars fall from space all the time
So why can't I? So why can't I?

Drink the warm milk
A glass to bring you sleep
You need to be your best
Brain off, dreams on
The warm and empty feeling
You slumber so deep in the end

Stars fall from space all the time
So it doesn't make sense for you to fly
Let the evening pass in math
Let time march across the sky
You have a different path.

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