Take me to the land
Where dreams are buried

I’ll pick out the roses
For the bouquet

Lower me to the ground
For I want to see the earth
That hides the vision
Of this world

Take me to the land
Where dreams are buried

I’ll pick the place
For the abyss

Raise me in the air
For i want to see the sky
That houses the reverie
Of this world

Take me to the land
Where dreams are buried

I’ll pick the words
For the eulogy

“This ashen land
Have remains of man
-Dreams that died
And I am here to burry mine.”
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