Thoughts On Lucid Dreams

Gabriel M.R.S.

Compositor: Gabriel Miranda Rodrigues da Silva

Just woke up today morning
Just another day, without any ceremony
Talking trash, without cash and money

So, I’ve been thinking bout my last dream
Thoughts on my mind but they aint a real thing

See, I'm not really happy
Why should I stop drinking if that makes me feel happy?
Dreams aren’t supposed to be anything but messy

Won’t pretend God himself just talked to me
Won’t follow blurry advices like I'm blind to see

That the dream was nothing but a taxi
That would drive me to the home
Of crazy people that think everything is wrong

These thoughts are stupid

But maybe the taxi couldn’t take me anywhere
Maybe blurry was just trying to make me aware
That the place that I said
Was exactly where I slept and had the nightmare

But still, I don’t believe in ifs
My sis would never had talked just like she did
Talking that all of this are some sort of myths

And I cannot believe that the guy who promised that
Would build bridges around the country would that bad

So, for the people around globe
Just ignore the fact that you had a second hope

But, you know, what if it was God himself, but you know, seeing
Seeing is believing, seeing is believing