Out in the open you bless your eyes
To see something so beautiful and living
With absolutely no disguise

Its my dream, that’s what I’m dreaming
Its my life and so I’m reaching
I have to strife so I can dream again
I have to go to sleep so I may relive again.

To a place that has no destination, to a place of my own recreation
A place of dreams for the better
The place of love, so I can feel much better
My positive dream can sooth my heart, but yet
A dream that is any dream requires no heart

A place of hope, this hope to dream
The love of my life is in that dream

To believe in reality a man has a chance
To believe in a dream a man has no regrets
But to fulfill one’s desire
A man has to go sleep
More so until he cant hold on to that dream
screaming and falling down with no eyes
But the devil can still hear his weep and his cries

From all the dreams and the nightmares,
You only dream of what you love
You only love of whatever you dream
But those nightmares will always fool your little spark or gleam

Those cries of such noise
The unbearable sound of those people in hell
Trying to reach the heavens bell
Just to ring it for that one solid sound
Just to feel how it felt
When they dreamed of that sound

But who needs ears when dreams can’t hear what you hate
And for that matter they tend to reside somewhere else
For those screams have no consequence for my dreams

The life in my dreams place no hate on my future and yet nothing on my
presence
They let me touch anything along the yellow brick road with those beautiful
bright crescents. But then again why touch
When a dream requires no feelings

Dreams smell so sweet but yet they have no scent
Its because any dream that is a dream
does not require scent

To visualize a dream you just need a thought
To visualize one’s life
They might as well be informed that they have just been bought.

The place for dreams one might wonder
Its your heart,
but like I said before
a dream that is any dream doesn’t
even require one's heart.
 
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