You say dream like a reason not to wake up
My dreams are beacons
Dressed different
All the same dust
My dreams are prescient and nostalgic in amalgam
Unconcerned with outcomes I wouldn't know the meaning of
A dream is a goal when you speak what you sew so forth
Wasn't me that you spoke for: I was sleep when I rose
The devil dribbled troubled dew across my forehead
Told me to ignore it
Not a peep to a soul
I think you said this, said the waves will bring you back to shore
But if you wake and waves have come and gone
Just turn those heavy eyes skyward
And watch the light begin to yawn
Watch the light begin to yawn
Watch the light begin to yawn
I'll tell you all about it when you wake
Another night begins anon