The Reflection of Shadows
(Written to a Tune)
I count to ten on my fingers,
I’ll stop at seven for now.
I turn the corner to catch you
Now I’m facing a town.
The streets are dusty and
windy,
The stores are empty and fake.
This town is haunting my
senses,
I’m being shaken awake.
I’m in my PJ’s and slippers,
I’m having pancakes and tea.
You stare at me through a
window,
Then dash off through the
trees.
I’m in my boots and a raincoat,
The air is heavy and sweet.
I’m running fast in a forest,
I’m being slammed by the
breeze.
I must be dreaming, this can’t be real.
I’ll keep on dreaming if it keeps you here.
I must be dreaming, this can’t be real.
I’ll keep on dreaming if it keeps you here.
I’m staring up at a chalkboard,
There’s ringing sharp in my
ears.
A paper airplane just missed
me,
Some girl just burst into
tears.
I’m facing time in detention,
I feel a flick at my ear-
You’re sitting there, right
behind me,
This is all so unclear.
I must be dreaming, this can’t
be real.
I’ll keep on dreaming if it
keeps you here.
I must be dreaming, a fantasy.
I’ll keep on dreaming of you
here with me.
I’m being spun through the air,
You’re sitting right next to
me.
The lights are loud and uneven,
I’m smelling cotton candy.
I’m going fast, round in
circles,
I’m dizzy, careless, and free.
You grab my hand and we’re off
now
To a new fantasy.
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