Corrs (borrow heaven) - Baby be brave
Ann
What were your dreams like once?
In peaceful slumber as you lay
Time passes like still waters at the bay
Were you in wonderland, the world of your own?
Dining with the queen of hearts?
Dancing your night away, whilst playing the spook with the cat
In wonderland, where did you stay?
Were you in the bamboo forests you so loved?
Taking in the fresh, crisp and cold air
Losing your gaze to the mountains
A dream within another, Letting your thoughts go wonder?
Or looking at your own scrapbook of stories
Faded photos, peeling dogged-eared yellowed bones
To your joyous relief , You understood, and remembered
Reading your own quintessiential guide to yourself?
Or, as you lay there awaiting for another day to come
Lost in the nightmare your loved ones were in as well
Hardly beliving in your own mortality
Ripples sent to the still waters by the bay
Where dreams gather and speak, i can still see you
In rememberance, watching a friend, pick up the pieces
for you. as you made your choice
Silence fills the space in your dreams, for you can see me too.
As i can only watch. and try to show, there is no other way.
I made another choice too that night. you know,
where dreams may come, if you choose to walk the trails at night
I will remain vigilant too.
Little toys
When did they grow up to be themselves?
Lost in their selfless wonder of the world around them
In youth, we play them, as they did play us
what goes on in their story instead?
Or , as we put them aside and go to sleep,
They awake, and patch their own wounds
then, tilling their souls, they look to us and they brim with tears,
hoping tommorow, the bite marks go away, and we will treat them better.
In another world, love and affection. Growing up
Touch and tell, The child-like innocence, wide-eyed wonder
In their eyes, where has the story been told
Of their whispers in the dark, praying to be stronger.
So as we awake the next morning, so many years ago. We see them on the floor
"Hi! could we play together?"
Southern blend
Orange smoothies,
Are we awake yet?
Its morning already love!
But its already evening!
Shall i fix the coffee then, love?
Its getting late! why dont we get to bed. You had a long day.
Have a great day ahead! see you later after work okay?
Hmm? You ok Honey? The tummy ache wont wait till next morning!
Hi! how was your day?
Feeling better? Need a backrub?
Whats for dinner? * sniffs you instead*
you know....work could wait till tommorow.....
the funnies.
clarence.
What were your dreams like once?
In peaceful slumber as you lay
Time passes like still waters at the bay
Were you in wonderland, the world of your own?
Dining with the queen of hearts?
Dancing your night away, whilst playing the spook with the cat
In wonderland, where did you stay?
Were you in the bamboo forests you so loved?
Taking in the fresh, crisp and cold air
Losing your gaze to the mountains
A dream within another, Letting your thoughts go wonder?
Or looking at your own scrapbook of stories
Faded photos, peeling dogged-eared yellowed bones
To your joyous relief , You understood, and remembered
Reading your own quintessiential guide to yourself?
Or, as you lay there awaiting for another day to come
Lost in the nightmare your loved ones were in as well
Hardly beliving in your own mortality
Ripples sent to the still waters by the bay
Where dreams gather and speak, i can still see you
In rememberance, watching a friend, pick up the pieces
for you. as you made your choice
Silence fills the space in your dreams, for you can see me too.
As i can only watch. and try to show, there is no other way.
I made another choice too that night. you know,
where dreams may come, if you choose to walk the trails at night
I will remain vigilant too.
Little toys
When did they grow up to be themselves?
Lost in their selfless wonder of the world around them
In youth, we play them, as they did play us
what goes on in their story instead?
Or , as we put them aside and go to sleep,
They awake, and patch their own wounds
then, tilling their souls, they look to us and they brim with tears,
hoping tommorow, the bite marks go away, and we will treat them better.
In another world, love and affection. Growing up
Touch and tell, The child-like innocence, wide-eyed wonder
In their eyes, where has the story been told
Of their whispers in the dark, praying to be stronger.
So as we awake the next morning, so many years ago. We see them on the floor
"Hi! could we play together?"
Southern blend
Orange smoothies,
Are we awake yet?
Its morning already love!
But its already evening!
Shall i fix the coffee then, love?
Its getting late! why dont we get to bed. You had a long day.
Have a great day ahead! see you later after work okay?
Hmm? You ok Honey? The tummy ache wont wait till next morning!
Hi! how was your day?
Feeling better? Need a backrub?
Whats for dinner? * sniffs you instead*
you know....work could wait till tommorow.....
the funnies.
clarence.
posted by Wei Ming @ 5:09 AM
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