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Deep Inside Your Dreams

By Bruce Clifford

If I'm deep inside your thought
All the treasures that can't be bought
Feeling your breathe within the silence of the void

Dreams are meant to be
All the faces and false history
Each model city being destroyed

Deep inside your dreams
Tell me all it could mean
Tell me there is a rising sun
Tell me the universe is on the run
Take me inside for a two cent ride
Take me away to another day

Dreams are forced and fed
All the lies we read
Tell me about all we should never know

Crying in this endless game
Making contact and driving me insane
Forgetting the direction we were programmed to go

Deep inside your dreams
Tell me all it could mean
Tell me there is a rising sun
Tell me the universe is on the run
Take me inside for a two cent ride
Take me away to another day

7/25/08 Bruce Clifford


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