I'm just a simple dreamer
With thoughts and passions
Bigger than my body
Thoughts uncontrolled,
Unbridled, run across
Plains of white,
Mountains of shadows
A dreamer who had
Rather look up at the skies
Whether there be grey clouds,
Starry nights, harsh sunlight
Someone who had rather spend
Midnight, looking and talking
to the moon, pretending to hear
A response to all the mindless drivel
My thoughts go unheard
As they run across those
snow-white plains, across
towering shadows, till one day
The plains crumble to give way
The shadows burn
Just an orange flame left
Where they once existed
Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 1:51 PM UTC
I'm just a simple dreamer
With thoughts and passions
Bigger than my body
Thoughts uncontrolled,
Unbridled, run across
Plains of white,
Mountains of shadows
A dreamer who had
Rather look up at the skies
Whether there be grey clouds,
Starry nights, harsh sunlight
Someone who had rather spend
Midnight, looking and talking
to the moon, pretending to hear
A response to all the mindless drivel
My thoughts go unheard
As they run across those
snow-white plains, across
towering shadows, till one day
The plains crumble to give way
The shadows burn
Just an orange flame left
Where they once existed
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