I dreamed of endless beauty
As I gazed into the distant sky
I wondered if this was the place
That I had come to lie
Like catching a glimpse of heaven
I was calm and felt no fear
The door had been left wide open
Calling to me, it felt so clear
But a dream is just a dream
Most of which is not real
But some are made of memories
Which help my soul to heal
Nice
Food for the soul, love this.
Nice one Mate, a slow-burn stroll, a build-up to the final verse and its denouement.