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Do you believe that dreams are there
To keep their shape or drift like air?
Do you think what they awake inside
Will protect us from reality's knife?
,,No, they're there to bring us hope"
Says the heart, its rate awoke
,,No, they're there to be shaped and scoped"
Claims the mind, a blurry smoke
The rope of dreams are pulling right
Yet I'm scared to hold onto it tight
What if dreams won't wait for our time
They close the door before our eyes?
What if instead of the promised prize
They are here to hurt us in disguise?
Time is working against our kind
Stars might flicker, days turn to night
Will you then find the path in the dark
That leads to me and my exposed heart?
Will I recognize the voice in that gloom
Which calls my name ignoring my doom?
May the Unseen plant lilacs for your eyes
To see the way that chases my skies
May He be the shepherd of our flock
For then I know, we will never get lost
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