Dreamer

Dreamer in a grass field
sitting in the shade of an old tree
wishing everything in life were free.

Dreamer dream of love
dreaming of the stars up above,
wathcing a bright white dove, making
circles in the air.

Dreamer theres a voice in tha air,
your head is way up there,
way up past the clowds,
past the mournning crowds.

Dreamer theres a road,
through a long deep field,
a road through hate,
through death and conflict,
to a grassy green paradise.

Dreamer dream your walking there,
that voice is still in the air
lingering in the warm breeze
ruffling your hair
coming over the tops of the trees.

Dreamer shes standing there
shes the voice thats in the air
shes the love you dream of
shes the long road
shes the sun
shes the field
shes love
shes peace
shes the dove
shes the other
the other dreamer
shes the one

....Scarlet

...to be continued.