Memorable and hazy
Exciting and uncomfortable
Real and unbelievable.
Dreams are what they are, a delusion of the day.
Some are bright and some are gray.
Flying into our minds, they horde like bees.
Many may come, but few will please.
They come in nightmare, they come in delight.
We hope for their guidance every restless night.
"Ah!" we yell in the depths of the night.
On the nights where it's scary, being awake is all right.
Some dreams bring love, some bring peace.
Those are the nights that I yearn for sleep.
Unreal visions form in our unlimited mind.
The basis of a dream is like meeting a third kind.
Life is like a dream so live it well.
You can make it an adventure, or it can be Hell.
Dream whenever and dream it right
Because dreams don't only have to happen at night.
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