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Slumber
Above the sleeping cities we ride
Floating over the oceans tides
The salt sea air
The breeze in my hair
And everythings like a dream.
The cities are buzzing
Yet the lights are out
We're sailing alone
Yet close to a crowd
Part of the stars
And part of the clouds
And everything is a dream.
Above the sleeping cities we rode
So unaware of the people below
No concept of night or day
Dawn crept in, but still we stay
And everything was a dream.
My slumber never provides such wealth
I'm never able to feel so high
To live the life of someone else
I'll always think of this sacred sky
When I'm alone
Dreaming by myself.
Great poem, I really liked it. I liked the part: The cities are buzzing, yet the lights are out, we're sailing alone, Yet close to a crowd. I wouldn't change anything.
P.S the dresden dolls are awesome