Wreathed in dreams of fading light
Floating cold and pa**ive in control
If I may trust my sleepless eyes
My dreams pa**age some awful fate
Seething plague of the mind
Or priceless pearl from thoughts divine
On and on beyond in time
Our dreams pa**age the changing days
The poet's glimpses in his rhymes
A flash for the politician, callous in reply
A glance of theives, betrayed in crimes
Their dreams pa**age upon changing ways
Windows in the wall appear
With crystal-coloured placements I have seen
Shadows all above contrast
Explore the ones that last for what you need
Situations, conversations
Expectations, ever changing since
[?] in demand to understand
These [?] and common [?] we dream
For the people in the rain
Shelter's on the way
Just listen for the lark's song
For the people led astray
Soon you'll find your way
Just listen for the lark's song
For the soldier in the field
Waiting to be k**ed
Just listen for the lark's song
For the orphan all alone
Left without a home
Just listen for the lark's song
For the preacher out of faith
Faith to find a way
Just listen for the lark's song
For the undertaker's son
Buried with his gun
Just listen for the lark's song
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[?]All around as people say
[?]They're waiting to remain
[?]To make these breakings faster
For the people in the rain
Shelter's on the way
Just listen for the lark's song
For the people led astray
Soon you'll find your way
Just listen for the lark's song