To all the lost souls out there…
Look at me, look at you Look at us Lost souls Searching for meaning in the middle of the night... Or is it the wee hours of the morning... Whatever it may be We are still lost No answers to be found again... May we have better odds the next time around... Sleep little girl Sleep Dream That's how miracles are borne So, for now sleep... dream.... of a better dawn.
FoolsWhoDream 