
Dreams fill the air as stars grace the skies,
peace fills the air as visions fill the night,
children dream of candy and toys,
adults dream of cars and love.
Clouds filter through the night as
the stars shine bright, the moon
glows and nighttime is a peaceful
place.
Graveyards are busy with the bustle
of spirits as they dance through the
yards through the everlasting magic,
while fireflies flight through the air.
Peace fills the all the air with its sweet
breath of love, time is but a friend
in its soft shelled glove, where is it
that dreams emanate from?


