YOU FIND YOUSELF FALLING DOWN, YOUR HOPES IN THE SKY BUT YOUR HEART LIKE GRAPE GUM ON THE GROUND AND YOU TRY TO FIND YOURSELF IN THE ABSTRACTIONS OF RELIGION AND THE CRUELTY OF EVERYONE ELSE AND YOU WAKE UP TO REALIZE YOUR STANDARD OF LIVING SOMEHOW SOMEHOW GOT STUCK ON SURVIVE WHEN YOUR STANDING IN DEEP WATER AND YOUR BAILING YOURSELF OUT WITH A STRAW AND WHEN YOU..RE DROWNING IN DEEP WATER AND YOU WAKE UP MAKING LOVE TO A WALL, WELL ITS THESE LITTLE TIMES THAT HELP TO REMIND, IT..S NOTHING WITHOUT LOVE YOU WAKE UP TO REALIZE YOUR ONLY FRIEND HAS NEVER BEEN YOURSELF OR ANYONE WHO CARED IN THE END THATS WHEN SUDDENLY EVERYTHING FADES OR FALL AWAY CAUSE THE CHAINS WHICH ONCE HELD US ARE ONLY THE CHAINS WHICH WE..VE MADE WHEN YOU..RE STANDING IN DEEP WATER AND YOU..RE BAILING YOURSELF OUT WITH A STRAW AND WHEN YOU..RE DROWNING IN DEEP WATER AND YOU WAKE UP MAKING LOVE TO A WALL WELL IT..S THESE LITTLE TIMES THAT HELP TO REMIND IT..S NOTHING WITHOUT LOVE, LOVE, LOVE IT..S NOTHING WITHOUT LOVE WE..VE COMPROMISED OUR PRIDE AND SACRIFICED OUR HEALTH WE HAVE TO DEMAND MORE, NOT OF EACH OTHER BUT MORE FROM OURSELVES... CAUSE WHEN YOU..RE STANDING IN DEEP WATER AND YOU..RE BAILING YOURSELF OUT WITH A STRAW WHEN YOU..RE DROWNING IN DEEP WATER AND YOU WAKE UP MAKING LOVE TO A WALL, WELL IT..S THESE LITTLE TIMES THAT HELP TO REMIND IT..S NOTHING WITHOUT LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, IT..S NOTHING WITHOUT LOVE IT..S NOTHING WITHOUT LOVE!
EVERY ONE...
LISTEN MY LOVE....
A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM, by Edgar Allan Poe Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow: You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand-- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep--while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream