I sat up all night thinking hard and long
Sat in my quiet place
Smoking, till dawn,
I inhaled the smoke
It went to my head
Substance use is not an abuse, I said.
People slept in their thoughts
Switched off from the world.
I wanted to change, become a dream
Get into their heads
Is everyone crazy, or is it just me
I took this chill pill, what is that you say?
It was meant to set me free
Suddenly there were voices
They were not the ones I know
These were strangers, complaining about life
And what it has in store
Aren’t dreams meant to take us
To our happy place?
Aren’t they supposed to create the magic
To help us live another day?
I moved around and felt this chill
I got involved with whats happening,
It got better still.
Everyone was having problems of their own
They were dreaming about life, its highs and lows
It suddenly dawned on me, I was not alone….
So quickly I flew back, got back in my head
I started working on rearranging the furniture
Yes, the furniture in my head
If a blind man can dream, I want to dream like him
If a poor man can be happy, I want to be just like him
If nothing is everything, I want nothing at all
I want to get rid of my expectations
I want to get rid of it all
I don’t want to be superficial,
I just want to flow.
Spread happiness, yes my Glow...
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