The hour glass of wonderland
The comparison of night to a dream
Darkness spreads and covers the land,
All the while time flows like the hourglass’s sand.
One by one more stars appear than numbers to count,
Only all the grains, of sand in all the beaches of the world, could equal their amount.
Good or bad the silence night brings is golden,
In a thought... in a dream... it is possible to revisit the moments time has stolen.
A dream, a dream, a penny for a dream,
Dreams are like thoughts and memories;
They are constantly flowing like water in a stream.
They are always fading in and out...
Sometimes you find yourself asking what its all about.
Its like the stars and the moon,
It is clear morning will be coming soon.
So one by one they go slipping off,
not making a sound, they fade so soft.
Like the dream you only remember soon after waking,
Would rembering what it was all about make you stop shaking?
Yet all the while your brain keeps aching,
Still like all thoughts, soon it began fading.
But enough with thoughts of what could,
Here we are back in your neighborhood.
Just as night fades between mornings seams,
You wake from last nights precious dreams.
