Within a dream; I try to catch myself; and awaken myself Before I dream of something else; (and have the greatest song ever wrote) (oooh) And with a hazy eye; I build myself upright; grab for my pen and screw; to bear my soul and I hope; the hand can translate my flow; (hmmm) For overzealous pen it seems; it has a dream of being; the ink of man's soul; The greatest pen this hand will ever hold; sometimes in the journey though, the mind to pen seems so cold; the translation is hard to hold; and we ain't even got to the studio; and now she waits to distract my motivated stroll; Come back to bed; is the song she sings; she hates when I wake her from her lucid dream; but she don't know what this song could mean; (oh I) Why can't it wait; wait til the sun's a little bit higher; she still burns from last nights fire; and she wants me to douse the flame; but wait, If I did the song wouldn't be the same..
I'm sorry
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