What does the dreamer dream?
A night bright star? A dream too real?
Do you know your dreams are not real?
Or do your dreams seem simply surreal?
Are your feelings forced to bear?
Or is it that you simply don't care?
Do you know the way you feel?
Or do your dreams seem real?
Are you flying high in the sky?
Or are your dreams a lie?
Do your dreams tell a tale,
As in a fable?
High in the sky,
Reality is nigh,
Waiting for you to reach so high.
The dreamer dreams so far away,
Waiting for another day.
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