It’s been hours since I felt the inspiration
Months since feeling like a sun beam
But when I sleep and dream
I don’t let the world come in
I over see the land my father has made
Follow his grandmaster plain for me
Remember the smooth and relive the rough moments
My cotton candy wont melt hear
And ill say oh my my
I get to stand on the sun
And fell all right right
Tickle the feet of father time
Because hell always laugh
And never fake like he doesn’t enjoy a good laugh
The posein ivy wont itch
And ill be all right right
Till day when I cant remember
If I’m dreaming
Or really rubbing elbows with
Old time celebrities
To real to be wax
and to dead to be real
It will be the day before I dance till dawn
The evening before I meet Prince
And give him my extra time
And more then a kiss
Ill like it to be the hour past the last
When I lay at the bottom of the ocean
watching clouds and fish go bye
But that was the night before last
Tonight ill dream about that
Man my mom has been preparing for
The one that left to early to be attached
The one that came to soon to be whole
Ill dream of all those
Who stepped in the club and got kicked out
By father time
Cause when he not laughing he’s bouncing
Holding it down
With a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in his right
And a hot coco in the left
My dream world is broken by Mama Lisa.
"Get up its 2 oclock"
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