"Let The Dreaming Begin."
"Let The Dreaming Begin."
when i can’t sleep i dream with the hour glass.
counting all the grains of sand, that make the hours pass.
staring at the ceiling, it’s a work of art.
step upon my pirate ship and we’ll depart.
our desert is cold, our carpets are magic.
and when we wake up, reality is tragic.
when i can’t sleep i dream with the hour glass.
counting all the grains of sand, that make the hours pass.
staring at the ceiling, it’s a work of art.
step upon my pirate ship and we’ll depart.
our desert is cold, our carpets are magic.
and when we wake up, reality is tragic.