made of Dreams

My dreams are so high and it make it hard for me to reach the sand.

I pleaded with the world but they just don't understand.

My eyes are so weary from the fighting and the killing.

I told this old world about it, but it couldn't stop laughing.

It is a cold thing to do to that which is worth more than you

and I can see right through your eyes to your soul.

Please hear me and understand

These words that fall through my hands.

Do not judge what makes you better in the end

cause all you need then is a friend.

When the black ghosts come back to haunt us

We won't be around for the world to miss us.

I'm here only to change your mind

on how you look at the world and time

You see, nothing that is here is really in the now

Everything we do is now history gone around

We can't stop the weather from changing

but we can keep on fighting.

Time is an illusion that controls the things we do

If you haven't noticed then I pity you

cause you will be forever lost in the mind of time

nothing more than an afterthought in my eyes

but its not me that will bring about your demise

in the end it was only ever you and your fixiated ways

It was only ever your closed mind that feared to ride the waves.

Your heart may be afraid of breaking

but you must learn to dream before its made of glass.

Now i'm sitting in the world shaking

thinking or time bought and passed.

Nothing has ever been what it seems

Cause we were made of dreams.