Tag: dreams
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Projection
Buttered popcorn ghostsHaunt first-kiss back row shadows,Our movie house closed Ryan Stone
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Night Music
Blood moon,cold witness tothis tune I singto the night. I’mmissing old dreams-her face, pale asmoonbeams. Ryan Stone
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For a time
For a time You were everything. Your smile Lit sparks That raced Down my spine, My heart skipped a beat When you Spoke to me. The world paused So we could run free. You seemed so divine For a time. Things always change. Forever’s a dream, Every summer Has rain. I stopped being The light…
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Wanderlust
I saw you standing On the edge of forever Windmills in your hair Ryan Stone
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Galaxies
Catch me a star, little spaceman,he’d call, and I’d catch a breath of whiskeyand hand-rolled cigarettes, mingledwith the sweat of his shirtas I tumbled back into strong hands. My father would launch meto the ceiling and ask,How do the stars look up there?And they were bright, the stars,like his eyes far below. Brightlike the glint…
