When day came I closed my eyes to be awake
My clock ticked by, counting down
While I keep my dreams in my paint jar
I'm waiting till it finally breaks

My clock stops and everything becomes alive and sounds awake
I hear a car speed by, I look around but I feel chained down
Leaning up I see the moon smiling down, with a frown

As cold wind flies by
I feel more alive, enough to ponder the time
I close my eyes for less than a second
To find I'm now up upon a cloud
High up where the stars sparkle in the air
When a single tear slips out
I fear that I will fall all the way back down
The tear descends to the ground

As it does, I wonder if I will ever get back
Then it hits, so quick
The ticking of my clock returns
Everything dies off and I become awake

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