I woke up
From a dream
That I had been in
For most of my life
That dream
I was following and imagining
Was that I was an artist
That I was going to change the world
With words and songs and pictures and paintings
And when I awoke
It wasn't like a seven a.m. wake up call
Where all the pieces of life can't come together
But rather like a sunday summer morn
When you can't think of anything better
Than being awake and alive in this moment
I'm awake
And I don't need
To sleep away my time
My dreams are my past
And my future is about to begin
Thats why I want a dreamer
Thats why I want a believer
So I can make their dreams come true
So I can give a base to some else's hopes
This I can do
This is enough for me
This is more than a dream
This can be my life
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