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5 april 2012

Sweet Dreams

I want to paint the world with words unspoken
Watch them spread to each corner of the earth
Until the words spill off the end
And the pens that will one day send
The world into a suspended animation
That no one can even hope, dream, strive to comprehend
Will extend a helping hand to the friend called love.

I want to catch a thousand words in a net made of dreams,
Forgotten aspirations and watch it split at the seams
Because things aren't always what they seem
And my dad used to tell me that life is like a fish that swims upstream.
Difficult, but never impossible.


I want to hear the trees that fall in the forest and no one's there
So i can stare into the sky and wonder how in the hell i fell into this crazy thing Called life.
Because two and two make one
And i know that i'm not the only one who gropes, reaches for the rope to pull me up so I can keep up, because you see,
I know im lost at sea and if you can see the shore from where you swim it only Means that you're still that much closer than before to an answer that will only Leave you asking for more






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