Dreamscape by Elizabeth J. Birch

Blue and purple
Prisons that hold
An illusion
An illusion
Oh the dream
Magic

Glowing painting
Graceful and so mindful
It's enchanting
All that one would wish to be
Though captivating
Behind what seems to be all
Mystical and magical
An illusion covers the natural
Captivating
Behind what seems to be all
Mystical and magical
An illusion covers the natural

Moonlight defracting
Colours protecting
Night sky distracting
All that is living

Captured by the dream
Haunted by the magic in the
Words fall from reality
Prisms that hold prisoners like

Pathways blocking
Human imperfections
From their shining
Through glass to grass
It's covered up with
Blue and purple
Two colours that live very closely
But if both of which come to close
Who can tell which is which
Two colours that live very closely
But if both of which come to close
Who can tell which is which

But shadows are dancing
Perceptions are changing
No breathing or feeling
That's what causes endings

Captured by the dream
Haunted by the magic in the
Words fall from reality
Prisms that hold prisoners like
Starlight caught in trees
Instead of hiding mesmerising
Mystery behind the leaves
Sometimes it's the dust that sparkles

Dust that sparkles
Dust that sparkles
Prisms that hold prisoners
Like starlight

No use in hiding
When colours are blinding
No breathing or feeling
But what's the use of pretending
To be enchanting

Captured by the dream
Haunted by the magic in the
Words fall from reality
Prisms that hold prisoners like
Starlight caught in trees
Instead of hiding mesmerising
Mystery behind the leaves
Sometimes it's the dust that sparkles

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• alternative
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• Birmingham