I can see my body
Sitting there under that tree
Right where I left it
As I drift away...
It sleeps peacefully in the
Cold shade of that sad, sad willow
The branches sway, and together the tree
And body shiver in their dreams.
----->
I'm stuck here in this permanent
State of lullabyes, forever floating
Waiting... for something to awaken
The life within me.
In this dreamland, the world
Is empty and vast, but
Completely filled with hope, love,
And rebirth.
----->
And so I dream here,
In this empty wasteland of
Hope, not knowing how to
Return from the body that I came.
♥
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