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I must be dreaming a dream
and if it is so, I ain’t wanna wake up!
But wake up I must and get back
to the utter grossness of reality;
and yet when I open my eyes
my eyes desire that it’s you I would see.

The best of the lot needs no convey
It’s all in the signs, ain’t need the say.
I have painted my walls bright enough,
the shine I seek but I will never see.
Let it be strands of chemical imbalance;
Let it be me who is trapped in this avalanche.

My only relief outta this hearty outrage
is in the melody I create outta six strums.
I’ll await as the seasons come and go
for a different chord, rattles and hums.
Qualms I shall try notta have any,
’cause that’s what appears to be a duplicacy.

What I see now is like the coldness of the winter
like a dim light through the misty vapour
I shall still be seeking you.
You come every time in my dreams
and yet when I open my eyes,
I desire to see you, forever with me!

I walked this walk…
All alone, With the setting sun,
I knew it would be the longest walk,
It was the shortest road, the road called life,
The darkest truths, that froze each step,
the most painful walk, the longest one,
a walk out of the most beautiful dream,
destination unknow, i walk, never wanting to return,
a walk out of the most beautiful dream,
the most painful walk, the longest one…

It’s not the walk I ever wanted to take,
simple words that inspire, those that make you think,
that the first step is the most important step,
I took it, alone…
The first step, and i was frozen in time,
I knew I could not turn back ever,
I ain’t no fool, I don’t believe in no destiny,
Destiny is the excuse, for all the folly,
I took the step, Now I can’t turn around,
a step out of the most beautiful dream,
the most painful walk, the longest one…

Nothing comes up now, aggravated as ever,
anticipating whats to come, apprehending as ever!
What do we desire, why don’t we speak out?
Sizzled as we freeze, as we behold the clout!

It’s the shear catching parallelism that we see coming,
hurting the most as we don’t see where we’re going!
Purple visions out of a forced dream,
yeah! sweet dreams still they are, as they seem!

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