If Dreams..

If dreams are dreams,
And stay there they do,
Then why ever bother,
With anything that's new?

'Cos it seems that we're always,
Destined to be,
A distance apart,
Floating free.

And though none of us are sure,
What the future may bring,
It's a fucking good guess,
They'll be phoning it in.

So next time you're wondering,
'Bout life far ahead,
Try not to worry,
That oh so lovely head.

And remember my ramblings,
Chances are - I'm long dead.