Dreams

You're hurting
And I'm just stuck here standing by the sidelines
So many graves I never noticed before
People I never knew, I never knew they existed before
I still can't find it in me to care
So many bones stuck in the ground
Make earthenware with what we've found
It's all just come to dust
Eventually our iron bones will rust
And then what will be left of us?
When our stories fall out of time

'Cause we all are just dreamers
Finding time in our sleep
To take back what we need, what we think we need
And we all want to be
Dreamers, dancing in our sleep
Echoes of our lives
But out of reality's reach

I'm hurting, I think
And you're just standing there by the gravestones
Of so, so many unknowns
People, dreamers like ourselves
Many lives wasted
Many lives untasted
Many lives fulfilled and I wish we could be
Like those busy little bees
Finding happiness in simple things
In the end we're just bones
Just empty souls longing to find home
Do we find it or are we stuck with dust
With endless days just collecting rust
And our stories will fall out of time

'Cause we all are just dreamers
Finding time in our sleep
To take back what we need, what we think we need
And we all want to be
Dreamers, dancing in our sleep
Echoes of our lives
But out of reality's reach

Take me back in time
To when I had no sense of time
No sense of dire desire
My lungs are caught of fire
Let me run away to end of the earth
Let me fade away or keep me in a jar
Feed me to the lights of a thousand stars
Hold me up and let me breathe
Or let me down and let me sleep
At least in dreams
I'm out of reality's reach

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