Dusty Dreams
in your dreams when the dust blows many souls appear
the black and white churns up a lasting brew of honey dew sweet as she
in your dreams when the devils whirl many souls burn
the dark is red as the moon bleeds upon lovers in embrace their faces glow like the milky way
in your dreams you tread a dirt path with a staff in hand
the white is pale like the faces of clowns laughing at you inside their pantomime
you stir the dust walking faster just to escape
emotions drop inside the rain inside your dreams passions forgotten
inside your dreams you're afraid to feel so the dust covers you
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