Within my dreams an artist paints a pleasant scene
and I smile for a while like a child
My sleep is sound I lay me down upon the ground
In my mind while the times still pass
Now here is room for things to bloom
Above the sky for me to fly
Is there a way that I might stay
in this array
I must know so I won't have to go
I don't know why but now my dream is running dry
and the painting is fading again
Fading away, I can not stay
Fading away, I can not stay
I know my mind will not erase that pleasant face
and the artist will come back to stay
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