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Jan 2017
There are castles in the sky
for little girls that cry
and sailing ships, to secret islands
for little boys who, wonder why
not everything turns to magic beans
Silly little dreams
Silly little dreams
silly little
beautiful little
silly little beautiful dreams

and I wonder why
any of it ever
has to pass us by

Weave your dreams from pieces of string
pop tabs and the tear drops in your eyes
It's a necklace made of pure gold
and gems the castle treasury holds
for a forgotten Princess
when she's feeling blue

Toy guns
and a burned out car
A weathered picnic table
overturned
Formidable fortresses for a war
Where the dead go home at the end of the day
'cause everyone always,Β Β  gets away
Silly little dreams
Silly little dreams
Silly little
beautiful little
Silly little beautiful dreams

And I wonder why
any of it ever, has to, pass us by

Anyway...

Sometimes life turns out that way
The sun still shines
just the same
on everyone ....
'til the day is done
Then rest your head
on what you call bed
and let your magic dreams.....
take you where they may
Beautiful beautiful
Beautiful beautiful
silly little beautiful dreams

And every little girl
is a beautiful Princess
Invincible boys
go off to war
and everything
is always wonderful..
when you can't stay awake any more
Beautiful beautiful
Beautiful beautiful
silly little beautiful dreams

Roosty
Robert Andrews
Written by
Robert Andrews  55/M
(55/M)   
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