I dream of castles and knights,
of riding into the golden sunset
the wind through my hair
of reaching the peace i seek,
I look up at the sky
the birds that i long to be
soar high,singing to the sky
oh! i wish i could fly
The earth is bleak and dry
but the rain will be here soon
and the flowers will bloom
butterflies and bees will then dance
Once home i softly tread
the silence here is my friend
this is where my dreams end
and promises and hopes are mend.
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