A Half Real Dream
Strange, the thoughts say about the events passing by
Though events show reminiscence,
Of some forgotten days in a past distant.
Oh’ the clouds so dense, blinding,
Even the closest faces looking,
The real man in him always remains, unseen.
Life drifts along with paths unknown,
Where is land and where is the sky?
Mind asks about the delusions felt.
Oh’ is there anything that resembles,
In the history of mankind that teaches,
To find harmony of reality and fantasy?
Everything he says means different,
Everything he does out of context taken,
The wonderful life between cup and lips lost,
Still he indeed in the tit bits of events finds enjoyment.
“Drag along O life, Drag along” he said,
And once more in the thoughts of days gone by looked,
And in the flight of a half real dream his legs he stretched,
And the sweetness of the moment he spread through his life.
oh my love’s like a red,red rose
That’s newly sprung in June
oh my love’s like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune
As fair art you my bonnie lass
So deep in love am I,my dear
Till all the seas gang dry
Till all the seas gang dry,my dear
And the rocks melt with the sun
I will love you still,my dear
While the sands of life shall run
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