Heavy eyes
they strive for sleep,
while dreams lay dormant upon the cold ground outside.
Away from me, away from you,
a heaven away from home...
Peak outside the bedroom window,
see your dreams preform.
Acrobates and tight ropers upon the telephone wires...
It's an awstruck sight,
no words can be said to best describe.
Now are you dreaming at all?
You lie there in a mute slumber,
no memories come to play inside your head tonight...
It's okay to believe in dreams once in awhile.
In the midst of your awakening sleep,
you try not to scream nor to sprawl.
But slumber isn't sleep...
If you dont dream at all.
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