In my dream.
Something profound.
Awake now it seems.
I should write this down.
The setting was odd, a house made like stairs.
In my dream only couches and chairs.
Ooooh it takes a hold
This constant upheaval, a voice overthrown.
surrounded by bodies yet I'm still so alone.
Oooo cushions catch tears.
In my dream, I chased you for years.
Up poorly made ladders, in the house made like stairs.
With no help from windows,over couches and chairs.
Hurdling family with you in my sight.
I finally caught you and I held you real tight.
Ooooh it takes a hold
Ooooo cushions catch fears.
In my dreams I held for years.
Oooooo cushions catch fears
Well in my dreams, I chased you for years.
Oooooo cushions catch fears
Well in my dreams, I held you for years.
Through windows light crept,
in a house not like stairs.
In my dreams you're held tight.
Awake, just nightmares.

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