Have you ever had a dream,
And the dreamers not interested in receiving?
Sent back to the post master, the delivery was a failure
One job not done, one job not carried out,
The dream just hangs about
At first it flutters in the sky as a prime time butterfly
Then it looks muggy, it starts doing crime
Starts getting down, hanging low, close to ground,
Then it gets stamped, wings get damaged, life is ended
Love is pended, and accepted when it’s done
The dream don’t come
The dream don’t come
It all gets stuck in mud
It’s part of vegetation. The letter drags on.
The package was one hell of a lot,
The lot that didn’t get the respect, but in retrospect,
It was always used in suspect, it was always up for neglect
Lay its body to star in the film ‘butterfly effect’
The bags and machines that it touched, the dream that never touched.
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