In my dreams I see a lantern

That lights up a room so cold

Though I know I’ve never been there

The images seem so bold

So night after night when I turn out the light

And lie here on my own

Oh why can’t I see, what the pictures all mean

Why can’t I be sure….so tell me

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Do all dreams come true?

Or is it just a fantasy

If I could only make it

What would I want it to be?

There’s an old man who sits in the corner

His clothes are all tattered and torn

Though his face has a air of distinction

His eyes are so dull and withdrawn

He gestures to me hoping I’ll see

But what is he trying to say

The mist seems to rise in front of my eyes

The visions just flickered away

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