Kenny Cleod - I had a dream I forgot

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(Verse 1)
I had some funny dreams and I forgot,
Woke up laughing, tangled in a thought,
Halfway through wee hours with weak legs walking,
In the moonlit night, silence gently talking,
A mysterious fog of memories embracing,
Whispers in the shadows, a tale worth tracing.
Lost in the labyrinth of the subconscious mind,
Echoes of my own laughter, secrets to unwind.
Through the mist, an old clock ticking,
A gateway to a realm, surreal and tricking.
Footsteps echoing in the corridors of dreams,
Reality bending, unraveling at the seams.
I stumbled upon a door, ancient and grand,
Unlocked by a key held in the dreamer's hand.
Behind it, a carnival of colors and sound,
Visions dancing, lost but never found.
Floating on clouds, a surreal sensation,
Navigating realms of my own imagination.
Met a wise owl, perched on a dreamy tree,
Shared ancient wisdom, unlocking the mystery.
and I.
(Break)
Dream,
Cuz I don't really feel like dreaming anymore,
Tryin to figure out my Dream.
(Verse 2)
Time blurred, a carousel of memories spun,
A kaleidoscope of moments, fused into one.
Chasing shooting stars, a celestial race,
Leaving behind a trail of stardust in space.
And I Encountered a mirror reflecting my inner fears,
Confronted them bravely, shedding my own silent tears.
Wandered through meadows of forgotten desires,
Resurrecting passions, rekindling old fires.
and gone In the distance, a phoenix soared high,
A symbol of rebirth, reaching for the sky.
Danced with shadows in the ballroom of illusions,
Caught in a waltz of ethereal confusions.
The dream landscape shifted, a vivid transition,
A journey through the mind's own expedition.
As dawn approached, the dreamworld sighed,
Fading away, leaving my memories untied.
Sunrise painted hues on my bedroom wall,
So surreal and reality enthrall.
Woke up with a smile, a surreal delight,
Carrying fragments of dreams into the daylight.
(Break)
Dream,
Cuz I don't really feel like dreaming anymore,
Tryin to figure out my Dream.
(Verse 3)
In the waking world, echoes of the dream persist,
A surreal residue, in reality's twist.
Morning sun casting shadows on yesterday's tale,
As the dreamer weaves through a life set to unveil.
Coffee brewing, aromatic tendrils in the air,
Reality's embrace, yet the dream lingers there.
Tangled sheets, remnants of a nocturnal quest,
A lingering feeling, a heart that won't rest.
Through the bustling streets, a city awakening,
Yet, the dreamer's mind, still in realms quaking.
Faces passing by, a kaleidoscope of lives,
Each with a story, each dream that survives.
Workday unfolds, a mundane routine,
But the mind's eye flickers with scenes unseen.
In the conference room, where suits decide fate,
Dreams echo softly, knocking at the gate.
The ancient door, once again in sight,
A portal beckoning, a passage to the night.
and the Clock hands ticking, a relentless cadence,
A pulse of dreams, a rhythmic resonance.
A subtle magic weaves,
As the dreamer grapples with what the heart believes.
Office hours tick away, a monotonous hum,
Yet, the dream's melody beats like a drum.
Midday whispers weave through the city's embrace,
In the corridors of the mind, dreams find their space.
The cityscape murmurs, a symphony in play,
Reality's illusion, a soft array.
After hours calling, day's curtain drops,
Dream arises, night never stops.
Homeward bound, under starry skies,
Dream canvas painted, where the spirit lies, flies.
Nighttime falls, moonlit trance unfolds,
Nocturnal dance, in stories untold.
In the quiet hours, where silence debates,
Dream verses echo, soul elevates.
Comfort in pillows, under the starry gaze,
Dreamer drifts, lost in a nocturnal maze.
Continuation of stories, seamless blend,
Night whispers guide, dreams transcend.
In the urban rhythm, dreams gently sway,
City lights flicker, as night turns to day.
Through concrete jungles, in midnight's call,
Dreams unfurl, like a city on the sprawl.
In the pulse of the night, where beats remain unseen,
The dreamer embarks on a journey, realms between.
An odyssey under the moonlit glow,
Dreams take form, in verses that softly flow.
While the city sleeps, dreams never cease,
Released within the urban's, heartbeat's peace.
A symphony of dreams orchestrates the midnight spree,
In the city's embrace, the dreamer roams free.
(Outro)
Tryin to figure out my Dream.
Cuz I don't really feel like dreaming anymore,