Suddenly, you awake.
And start smiling and I'm not even there.
But when you call me at that time.

Your voice alerts me to believe.
I'm that dream.
The vision that makes you think of various things.
Yes, I'm that dream.

And you know me and exactly what I'm about to say?
Which is?
You have been dreaming of me.

Of course, you can stay in denial.
And I'm fine with that.
But it's better for yourself to confess it.
That I'm that dream.

Why hide it?

We know that he doesn't know.
Players have the power to send a powerful message to the master.
He knows but doesn't know what he should?

Example of life.
The Giants playing the D-Boys on Sunday night football.


All venture out for the game to play.
But suddenly remember one thing.
The cowboys refuse to play.

Lights, action, cameras rolling across the field.
And the D-boys takes a knee.
Like the show What would you do?

So he fine them.
But the game won't be played.

What would happen?
What Jerry Jones have to lose?
Wait?
Did you say plenty?

Endorsements from all corners.

Players have the power to hurt the master's owners in the pocket.

Fans will be enraged, upset.
Especially those who are very rich?

Cowboy  Jones, be the subject for all commentary.

You tell me about them.
And I'm not jealous.
Far from it.
Why be?

When I know my worth.
An believe me it's not measured by sermons in church.
Maybe, more by faith
Cause I know my worth.

Others get into your head and instantly it's over.
You buy into any one story.

But like I stated, I know my worth and my strength.
So if you leave then I guess it wasn't meant to be.
But the door will remain open.
If you ever decide to return back to me.

Tell love, you don't love it.
Go ahead and watch that emotion stay the same.
Tell love, it's not needed.
And you be the lonely one.

Love will continue on.

It accepts blame.
It takes the blame.
Shoot!-it's blame for everything.

Even for the rain.

Tell love, about your past.
How?
It has been the ruin for many around the house.

And after it has been all said and done.
Love is still the center of attention.
Tell love, it's not.

Then glance at the child with the joyful smile.

Listen, by now, we know the line.
It's infamous when stated.
But spoken to be their truth.

When theft happens it makes stores go up on items.
Yes, really.
This the stories we must buy as these folks alibi.

Pay raises also the next fabricated truth.
Yes, really.
Not that many high price executives keep getting bonuses that lower level richly earned.

Another known spin is the rise in fuel.
If instantly there's a foreign crisis dealing with oil.
We know the various stories to come.
And quick.

Gasoline with be rising next.
Like we don't know it goes up in summer and might be lower in the winter.

Totally, then what you expect?

This we know of a version of the reported truth to us.

Oh, there are more.

Not really, when you say this is more important?
Not really?
That's just your opinion.

Not really, when you say I place this before us?
Not really?
This just your way of not facing facts.

To build love takes a pact.
To which you have never adjusted.
And probably never will.

So when you say I don't love you.
You will never hear the two words, not really?