I can take you to another place that's neat,
Or in a restaurant, hold your seat.
I can tell you about a company's numbers,
Or find a hotel room for your slumber.
If I'm thrown at you, you must have been really bad,
But if your enter my good side, you'll always be glad.
Policemen use me as you might tell,
They use me when you don't park so well!
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I cry-
for what I thought I had.
i cry-
for the bleak life that is now mine.
i cry-
at thoughts of going on
i cry-
at the idea of trying again and being hurt.
i cry-
but at least then I know I am alive.
We danced to the music of our hearts.
We danced to different music,
and each time we danced I saw more
and more just how different that music was.
I tried to reach your rythmn and lost mine instead.
I watched the moon and stars
and saw their beauty.
But you were never there to share the beauty with.
The moonlight was so bright it cast my shadow.
The stars so abundant in the clear air.
What I saw, you never wanted to see,
what I heard you never wanted to hear.
The music grew discordant
and the moon and stars grew cold.
My heart turned to stone.
In my dreams you speak to me
telling me without sound all the things you had promised me.
The silent words are true,
the actions speak truth to me and bring me joy.
I am warm and secure.
Then comes the dawn.
It was only a dream,
I am left with the reality of lies and deception.
To have what was promised,
to hold in my arms what was promised.
To hold life, to hold my dreams of promise.
They are there for me to have...
My dreams tell me of my life.
They come in color, sound, and feeling.
They are not always easy to define,
but given time they become clearer.
My dreams at night - in the dark-
telling me the truth that my heart refuses to hear
during the day.
In my dreams I run, I run from something
or I stay and face my fears.
There is a dark and gloomy place where choices
Have their homes and wait upon your touch.
After long and futile waits for voices,
You must, alas!, sign on to such-and-such.
A family in a circle warm and loving:
Less sweet? or more? than living lone and free?
A choice in darkness, both sides fiercely shoving:
My heart is yours, whichever it might be
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