dreams the fall out of our hands and drift away
we can remember them but in just a small way
we try to hold them in our grasp
but they slip away becoming the past
so dream and keep dreaming a
nd let the dream thats like sand keep on streaming
let it flow let them go and always
you'll know that what you have dreamt of will never truly fade
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