Chasing dreams
Whilst we’re still alive
Fighting handles
Against the swing of time

Dreams glow in the dark
Dreams are the make-up
From which happiness is made of

It’s so easy to slip
With one trip
Life can come crashing down
And dreams can turn to dust
Slipping away in the hourglass
Destroyed by disillusion or lust

For what we crave, we can’t always have
But if we try, we’ll die with no shame
Trying to live our lives
Fighting against life’s games

For when you’re a child
You can catch them in the air
But when you’re an adult
They can disappear anywhere

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