Dreams | jh

It was like a beautiful and wonderful dream
Where each night we would go to bed
And dream this impossibly impossibly beautiful dream

And there were roses strewn about
And colors of summer in the air
And there were rainbows without clouds
As pretty as we wish, as pretty as can be

And there were dreams high up the clouds
And there were nights in gentle touch

But when he appeared amidst the clouds
But when we looked past the sides straight down straight down
We saw we were but in a dream
Far up and high from reality
Far up and high from reality

So we continued to dream this beautiful dream
Even when it wasnt reality
Even when it wasnt reality

It was like a beautiful and wonderful dream


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I feel so sick of myself that I feel pukey. me-ta-pho-ri-cally.

pukey.



I am so tired I might not wake up.

Dreams | jh