crushed dreams

Moonlight, star bright 

I sing this lullaby tonight

Upon a day I think I might

Be the happiest on this night. 

A million things to make a tremor

A million things I can remember 

A fool for lust

The touch I trust

I can only hope I may not crush

Underneath the wall I find so safe

I guess this wall isn't fake

Because why would I be scared of something

That only my mind is blundering 

Wondering

Am I far enough away

That I won't fall into this place

A mind is a terrible thing To waste 

But a mind used can only waste

Time in matters of things not important. 

You think these things have much importance 

'Til you look back on your life 

To see the things that weren't alright

Giving up on those glorious dreams

To see the cash in the seams

Of your pockets, on your jeans

And on your necklaces to see them gleam 

When all that would return it seems

Is not fulfilling all your dreams

As much as I tell you not to regret it

Let it,

Marinate your soul so you may be poetic

Remember this always

That there will be days of sorrow 

Before a better tomorrow 

And all those things of sorrow,

Will bring  you your dream of tomorrow. 

I guess that's all that's said

But your dream is never dead

You see it in your sleep

And definently in your head