Monday, April 21, 2014

"Dreaming"


I dreamed in you the other night
We were so in sync
We could speak through our minds
From far away
If I could chip off a piece of my heart
And wrap it in silk ribbon
I’d break it into eighty years
And send you one each day

I can make this rotation
Again and again
Create and jersey cocoon
Just to settle in

To a singularly dented mattress

One, two, three, four
Sheep across the dance floor
Eleven, ten, nine, eight
Good things come to those who wait
Wait, wait, wait

So here I am
Trying too hard
To come up with an answer
Rambling on
Trying to find a word of truth
Waiting on the truest
Thing I live for
And where you go
The midwestern sun follows

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