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Nov 2020
My life, it's like a Night Garden
The flowers all folded up
Grown cold and deathly looking in theΒ pale moonlight.

Me! I've just been dreaming... dreaming of the sun
And all the colours like in a painting
How they'd run

How they'd light me up inside, from within
And how I'd smile, just like I smiled back then.

I've just been thinking, thinking of the fun...all the old fun
And dreaming... dreaming of the sun.

(I've just been sitting here in my Night Garden just sitting here waiting... waiting for the ghosts to come).
Something ghostly for Halloween. I was listening to some dreamy music with dreamy lyrics and it inspired this. I rarely look up lyrics but just let them speak to me as I hear them or as in many cases mishear them LoL.
Written by
Bardo  54/M/Ireland
(54/M/Ireland)   
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