Occasional Dreams

by Taye   Sep 16, 2005


Nodding off and drifting in to the night,
the dreams that come i do not fight.

Some happy, and some sad,
some crazy, and some that make me mad.

But there's some that give me no feeling at all,
and there is some that tend to make me fall.

But no matter what kind of dream there is,
there's only occasional dreams that make my blood fizz.

Those dreams I find rare and unique.
Because you see there the kind that make you think.

And the more you think you open your mind
And the more you open your mind, you will find.

There's a place in you head that is on no track
And when you get to that place you'll always want to go back

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