A story spoke while sleeping.
After hearing it today I set it to music. Then I wrote down the words as best I could for you to read.
The Dream came slowly while she sat in her chair.
Her brain had started fogging over.
And all she had, was the dream that someday, things would work, and people would listen, to what was said.
What was said in this world, at this time, to take care of all in its path.
The trees have blue, green sparkles in the air.
The Sparkles represent the little Souls that were watching over her.
The blues and greens were the earth mixing with her soul, so that everyone that saw her, saw the Earth was part of her, it made her who she was, in the grounding of the soil, and the fear of not knowing was never there.
The time came, where it was late.
She just needed to move on.
The sleepiness that happened was just too much to fight.
It was late, or early, no matter what you think.
And this sleepiness was something you needed to just give in to and let it just carry you away.
Caring you far into the sky.
You're soul it was free to fly.
It flew up to the sky and made your body free.
The trick though was to get your body back before you woke.
If you didn't your spirit would be stuck until the next night so you always had to be aware on levels deeper than deep.
How to get your soul to be free.
Still, it needed checking.
You travel the world, gave each one hugs, so they knew they were loved.
Loved and cared for and tucked in, for they were sleeping too.
And this was something that happened every night when she finally fell asleep.
It was her present.
It was her love.
For all the world and the people in it.
She made sure her friends were warm and comfortable as they could be and then finally, finally, she could sleep the sleep of no dreams in her head.
Finally, finally, she could sleep the sleep of no dreams in her head.
Music by: noisetrade.com/gerrardhocks
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