Dream is the being of a child
Growing up in this mad sight
How would you seem to understand from my side?
Dream is the being of a child
Marveling at the twinkling light
Why is it White as milk at night
With all the notorious events happening after light
Dream is the being of a child
The question arises why 1+1 is 2 and not 4.
How does it really matter, for I'm just a small little seed in the soil
What’s there far beyond the distance?
Dream is the being of a child
As I grow wiser, my dreams become clearer
Where do I begin my quest to strive?
Do I give a fuck for what is happening in and around this world?
Dream is the being of a child
For who’s the friend or foe
There’s no one as low
For this world has far too much to offer
Dream is the being of a child
From right to wrong,
From long barrel shot gun to the richly know Cuban
From an 100 year old vintage to a high paying score
Dream is the being of a child
Where there's ample of options
Leaning myself to play different roles
For which I can achieve to rise
Dream is all which is left
Going through the journey
Reality hits you (ME) right
For how much is thereto dream about ?
Where have those days gone?
Used to sit and frown
Over a small amount of shine.
Dream is all I have
Providing some room to spare
Dream is the being of a child
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