Saturday, March 5, 2011

The Music is a Dream

The gray days
that go by with no sense of time
dreamland brings us back
to start all over again
feel the same happiness
experience the same mistakes
then wake and know that today
is the best day
sleep could be salvation
hidden in that dark place
safe from the realness of this
insane ugly world
but one would wake and find
they had missed all the hardships
and all of the joys
so
forward and up is the only way to go

Just Like Them (rough draft) - Chance by Transit Gal

Music mixologist from Portland Maine.

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