Dreaming the Dream

Wishing you where here, my friend

Hoping you have the same dream

Not about victory or fame

Just a bunch of land

There we can rest our wings

Where our ways are not a secret

We will run without regret

Taking change to free all feelings

Never stop to think the future

Not far enough from our sight

And more than words we can mutter

Believing we can catch under the light

But you’re not here, my friend

Only the presence of your odour

Remembering the time we became friend

That’s to me is an honour

For you, May

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