Dreams​.​.​.

by Holubii

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Dreams...

Dreams
are the things
I like most...
of the things
I dream of.
In my dreams
I'm not lost,
and I talk
with my soul.
In my dreams
I have voice...
a voice...
that voice...
my voice...

If I could sleep
with no goal...
just to sleep
is enough...
not to see
the unknown,
with the past
making noise...
some noise
a noise...
that noise...

I have a dream
I'm proud of,
it's a dream
that is spelled love,
and that dream
is not lost,
with that dream
I have voice...
my voice...
a sound...
not lost...

Dreams are strings
I hear within...
And dreams
just bring
the spring
to beings
(the being,
the beings,
those beings
I've been)

Dreams are weird,
like cubist films,
like milk with chips,
a fish that sings
(a fish that sings,
that sings the sea)

Dreams
are the things
I like most...
of the things
I dream of.
In my dreams
I'm not lost,
In my dreams
I have love,
In my dreams...
I have voice...
my voice!

credits

released September 14, 2016
Vocals
Piano by AnonymousIX

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