: Your poetry is all blanks to me Your words pass through courteously I wish to be swept up, to be swished I wish to be swept up, to be swished Your
Somewhere deep inside, something's got a hold on you And it's pushing me aside, see it stretch on forever And I know I'm right for the first time in my
And give it your best and remember that life is what you choose Go on, follow your dreams and do it, follow your dreams and do it Follow your dreams
es dificil andar en este mundo siempre mirando a mis pies ignorando que en cada segundo algo ha dejado de ser es dificil borrar este momento
I am dreaming, I'm screaming But making no sound I'm the nightmare from upstairs And I'm coming down From silence to violence In a single step Try to
hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat comin Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot He dream
That I was on your mind So I phone you at ten past three In the afternoon It's evening for you And another bare hotel room So hard to believe That you're dreaming
can It's precious as breath to a dyin' man It really don't matter what tomorrow might bring As long as you're livin' the dream I play my piano for
fog And return to save the child that I forgot And my ashes fade among the things unseen And a dream plays in reverse on piano keys And my
sea of pianos there were waves of chords That crashed against the shore in one huge and useless roar And there were girls bringing water like a dream
Reflections of my own life flash like a fire Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream Fall for cenetries physical and the mental When I crashed
dreams Me and you with wings on our feet I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs I'm tossing up punch lines that were never there Over my shoulder a piano
up in N-Y-C bout' that money probably Like a fucking robbery but I aint Jacking Im chasing dreams sort of like jeans Boy I aint slacking, Im chasing dreams
Pack my bags, headed for grey hound and it was a Monday Time to start my mission, I felt that burning feeling in my soul I had to listen I had this reoccurring dream
I nibbled around your ears Before I suck upon your neck 'Oh, Money B,' yeah, that's what you'll be screamin' and creamin' But it's not a wet dream,
Livin' in my dreamworld, mem'ries of yesteryear Visions of Garbo, that old piano Those golden years are right here (I love 'em) Livin' in my dreamworld
Livin' in my dreamworld, memories of yesteryear Visions of Garbo, that old piano Those golden years are right here I love 'em Livin' in my dreamworld
hopeless soon to be the dopest, cat comin Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot He dream