A picture can portray a simple word
And words can paint a thousand scenes
But only dreams can display images unheard
That represent your mind's great machines

And the dream I dream't late last night
I remember solely as my favorite type
The one where you feel as free as a kite
I wish all of these I could just swipe

And I wish that I could just postpone
Everything else in life for such small things
Where its me, myself, and my dreams alone
With nothing muting joy that my dream brings