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The Insomniac's Dream

The Insomniac's Dream

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You think I'm crazy

Oh, do you think I am crazy?

Cause dear,

My world is turning grey,

My eyes are lonely and fray,

The days are getting hazy...

Love, why didn't you stay?


Let's run back to the tree house,

And forget our fears

Let's climb the mountain tops,

And see the melting sun,

And escape the horizon, until we couldn't run.


You think I'm crazy,

So full of love and lust?

Running by the seashore,

Flying away from the past.


I guess when the stars had aligned,

A flower bloomed, the clouds were rushing out of my mind,

And that's how it goes in the films,

Tears of honeysuckle welling up in your eyes,

Love, it was love, now I realise.


You blithely came like Northern Wind,

And gently asked me to smile,

Then touched my spine

And kissed my lips,

And left me love blind.


The passion of my soul,

Got sun kissed by your eyes,

You kissed me like molten wax,

And melted my ice,

Love, my love for you can drown

The ocean and then turn it dry.


I watch as you walk through the fields,

Crushing pretty little daisies under your heavy heels,

And you pick me a big one,

As it withers in the morning sun,

And I notice, that all this while, the flower has been me.


Oh, you think I'm insane.

Or, do you think I'm sane?

For sane are those who haven't seen,

The chaos of your teardrops

On little lily tops,

And the strangeness of your smile,

That ravages me and leaves me wild and beguiled.


Love, you think I am crazy.

Cause insane am I,

For sanity is for the poor,

Who couldn't afford to fall for your ebony eyes, full of white lies?


And amidst the vast deserts

Of passion and lust,

You reminded me, yet again,

That no matter how much you water,

That every beautiful rose

Slowly rusts.


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