Dreams

What do you see when you dream
About it?
Eyes blue and filled with tears?
Someone you used to know?
In between what's real
And what's a memory
What's the difference anyway
If it all adds up
To nothing much either way
And who decides?
Keep walking down this one way
Boulevard
Acting like it's easy
But really it's beyond hard
Getting pretty good at acting normal
Like everything's just fine
So tell me again, my oldest friend
What do you see when you dream?
Do you prefer the truth
Or maybe how it seems?



Experience. Freedom. Love. Now.