I Want to Write a Book
my old dream..
it will always be a part of me
I’ve been there a couple of times
thats how i escape my agony
in dreams asleep and dreams awake
it is the must beautiful an pleasant place I know though I’ve never touch it.
people i know have been there, they have roamed my fantasy.
i would treasure it and collide all i could into it i would never let it go.
But they don’t walk the beach of gold like the one i dream
they dont feel the peace i crave, the silver wind..
they dont dream the dream i dream.
they walk their own hell not knowing the bliss they live
not knowing its a dream.
justnow. halfapril
RoobieCatenis
it will always be a part of me
I’ve been there a couple of times
thats how i escape my agony
in dreams asleep and dreams awake
it is the must beautiful an pleasant place I know though I’ve never touch it.
people i know have been there, they have roamed my fantasy.
i would treasure it and collide all i could into it i would never let it go.
But they don’t walk the beach of gold like the one i dream
they dont feel the peace i crave, the silver wind..
they dont dream the dream i dream.
they walk their own hell not knowing the bliss they live
not knowing its a dream.
justnow. halfapril
RoobieCatenis