The happiness that makes you want to shed
Over the world
A rainbow, not a light…
Lying on silk and pillows in your bed
It’s not just sleep,
It’s flying through the night!
Throughout the flight you’ll climb upon a mountain
Might also jump into a champaigne fountain
Because things aren’t what they seem,
When you prefer to travel,
Not just to lucid dream.
Next day, you know you’ll face reality
Lazily, you procrastinate a while
But then, remembering your dream,
You’ll face the greyness with an accomplice smile.
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