Slow down, dear
dream
I see those colours
too
I know the vivid
will blur
And, my forgetful,
you also knew.
Lend me a moment
from your haste,
Spare me the wishful
thought
You'd tell me of
what might be,
While I'm wary of
what not.
Slow down, dear
dream
I feel the warmth in
blue
We can hope it
lasts, of course
But it's easier when
it's new
Dream o' mine, right
you're
I rust in memories
and pride
Save me from the
fade
So I'd have dreamt
till I died
Almost a shed,
Under which to hide.
Almost a great
divide.
