Dream a Reality
Dream a Reality
Worlds awaiting
Times abaiting
Reality and Fiction
Both a contradiction
In Reality we dream
As though Fiction may seem
Part of the same team
So is one more true
Reality overdue?
Eight hours a night
At least when there's no light
We spend dreaming so-called fiction
In which Reality is the contradiction
Is it less real
More of the same deal?
If we were Awake 8 hours a day
Just imagine, as if it may
Wouldn't Reality be Fiction
Though the same contradiction
What makes the difference
Our sense deliverance?
I'd rather live my dream
Reality just a gleam
Fading memories
Cemetaries
Worlds awaiting
Times abaiting
Reality and Fiction
Both a contradiction
In Reality we dream
As though Fiction may seem
Part of the same team
So is one more true
Reality overdue?
Eight hours a night
At least when there's no light
We spend dreaming so-called fiction
In which Reality is the contradiction
Is it less real
More of the same deal?
If we were Awake 8 hours a day
Just imagine, as if it may
Wouldn't Reality be Fiction
Though the same contradiction
What makes the difference
Our sense deliverance?
I'd rather live my dream
Reality just a gleam
Fading memories
Cemetaries
Reacties op dit gedicht
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Raymond Brettschneider | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Robski | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 juni 2002 | ||
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