Sitting on the step at the bottom of my stairs
Not doing very much, just brushing golden hair
A hundred strokes each and every day
My mum she often used to say
As I sit and brush each strand
I think of gorgeous countless magical lands
Of ice-cream islands, burnt sugar trees
Of yummy things to wobble my knees
Rainbow jelly in great big bowls
Piles of cream in delicate folds
I'm feeling hungry as you can see
It's all this brushing, that's doing it for me
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I lay down on the grassy hill Gaze up at the sky, hypnotized. Wisps and fluff meander on by, I wonder how they're formed, mezmerized... They swirl and play in the sky, Forever changing, unique shapes.
I used to sit at my bedroom window and think about my future. I always pictured me being somewhere far away from here. A perfect place. Far too big to imagine and life there was amazing.
I'm a little dreamer. In each and every way. Quick dreams, slow dreams and some that take all day. They take me magic places. Journeys far and wide. East of the sun and west of the moon.
Quiet waves on the empty shore, Paint the canvas of my mind.. An impression of thoughts galore, A place where I unwind.. I feel the sand beneath me sink, As the waves touch my feet..
As I lay upon the grass. Gazing at the sky. I conjure mental images. In clouds that float on by. There's one that is big and fat. It looks just like a whale. And this one's like a little pig.
It's funny how kids think. I remember when I was six or seven, I was at the arcade when I got to thinking about what would happen if you took the tokens out of the game machines.
Dreams keep running through my mind Reflecting memories of long ago. Made in a land of fairy tales, A place my heart longs for so.
I'll close my eyes and hold my breath, Imagine some place new, Imagine sitting on the sand, And right beside me's you.
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