I must be dreaming
an illusion to cap my space to forward of time that no one can relate
lost in this here dream
as fantasies enroll in the turmoll of the process that once compromises this faith
listening to the version of a dream
that have blank stares in the window of the world that was once thought is suppose to be simple
now walking with the dream
tomorrow we grow hand and hand for those that cannot withstand will fall behind
this is not the root of the crime its a sign of a dream
for the human beings that have dream are the desire of the goals that you think for a cerain object
goals equals dreams
things that goes to follow the hollow desert of tomorrow which these thing can promise hope
DREAMS
RHONE