I’m running out of dreams tonight
What can you do to help?
I don’t know where to turn to now
Each time I need to escape
Far from this depression
Of the soul.
I want to go back to a time
Where eyes set on the skies
For the first time
And marvel at its vastness
Not afraid of the mystery.
I’m running out of dreams tonight
What hope is there for me
The dawn I shall never see
The darkness too long for my wish
It won’t last.
My starvation for freedom
Prepares me for a war within myself.
I am my greatest foe.
My dreams left are nothing but void
Who would fill them in
Of what it once had?
I’m running out of dreams tonight
When shall dawn come to my sight?
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