Laying in bed slowly drifting
My dreams are better then reality
I can fly and play with the people I'll probably never get to truly meet
As fun as it may be
It doesn't last as long as I'd like to be
Why oh why is there reality
But I keep my mouth shut as other will speak of thee
And lock me away and then I'll never truly be free
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