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orange and red and Yellow
Dreams are more than
in your eyes
and on your fingers.
More than words
and more than you can
put in the jar you keep your soul in.
A dream is...
It's the beat of the night
the music and it's own throbbing
heart.
It's the tongues of flame in
precious lamps
the open maw of time
with teeth that cut
more than they are sharp.
It's in the air and it's in
your bones.
For better or worse
we follow the bright lights
orange and red and yellow
'till either we are flying
or some sort of living.
Dreaming of wings
Not the quickest
Nor the fastest
Another beat and i'm gone
