Yes, I am a dreamer. I’ve gotten lost So many times In the realm of my mind. But sometimes It’s better to stray aimlessly in a dream Than to face reality.
A place of celebration Or a place of dejection The lines are so blurred these days Whether you’re running away from a problem Or looking to use a clearly oversized ****** There is no place other than the club
When I was young and time was infinite I was spontaneous,impulsive, impatient. Now I am older and life is precious and timeless becomes time with an end in sight. Love becomes more visible. I am adventurous, pensive and patient, riding the next dream into a timeless future.
People come to me, Broken, Filled with insecurities And once I show you the Queen who's meant to be, You throw me aside, For another brother, Who will never appreciate what I've seen, But I continue, Along my journey, To My Queen, Who will appreciate Me
when do i miss you the most? when the air conditioner is freezing cold? or i just burnt breakfast because i got caught up kissing you good morning ? or when i can't let go of you and its 11:30am and we've already missed the chance to get donuts at the drive thru? I never thought i'd actually miss you.
Why can’t I be a dandelion? So, when they cut me off at the crown I can grow back up again. These lil’ buggers have roots down to the depths of the earth. They need so little to rebirth.
I want to be a field of sunny, yellow kissers. I would yield a blanket of flowers that children could pick whiling away the afternoon hours.
Perpetuating my seed in an aerial of cotton spray. I love it when they’re blowing. It makes my day seeing fury fuzzy ***** floating in a marmalade sky, amongst a backdrop of formal trees wearing Scottish tweed. Not bad, I think, for a common ****.