Dreamers differ in dream they dream,
From heart to eyes they speak of dreams,
Dreams of love, words and strings they dream.
A little boy dreams of bright sky,
To see his dreams flying high like kites,
A dreamer dreams of dream unfailing.
The men I meet too have dreams,
Riches to gather and lock in vaults,
They gather more for maybe their final call. .
I see the dreams differ in every way,
Rugged man that in corner lay,
Dream was different of his in every way.
Eyes waited for little grace,
Rugged he laid for a resting place,
A drop of water somebody just poured in case.
Dolls, ribbons and tea sets,
Wish she had the finest,
Dream of this little girl, separate her from the rest.
Girl she will become the flawless,
Dream of a boy she dreams the best,
Love to her must come the one so perfect.
Dreams I see they all have different,
Mothers dream of children to be perfect,
Fathers dream them to be strongest.
They dream of a perfect little world,
An isle for their children,
The immaculate drape, the perfect prayers.
I too have a dream and the dream shattered,
Now a new dream of silence,
Dream to die a dream to be frozen in my cascade.
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