Child of the moon under the sun
For which the world sees no pain
Child of the moon in the dark
Who has so much to say
Why do you keep it in
Why do you hold the tides
Why not shine your light
Why not block out the stars
Child of the moon
Who few know by name
Why take the strikes
Just to be ignored
Is it fair or is it blame
Is it the end of a book
Or the beginning of a new chapter
Is it a light or is it shame
A secret within your heart
A secret you cannot tell
A child of men but a demon of pain
Why do you take it
Why not show your truth
Are you afraid of them
Are you afraid of yourself
Why not sing your lullaby
Why not burn your spark
Why not Show the truth
Why not win for us all
About the Creator
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Dreams are a wonderful topic to invision any debate around. The unconscious mind’s ability to explore the world around us across time and to make minutes into hours or years into seconds. How can we truly understand what we cannot touch if we struggle to understand the true purpose of what we see? How are we supposed to know if it's a memory or a fantasy if we cannot remember for ourselves?
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