Can’t sleep. Felt like writing. This is what came to mind. A little bit more of DKA from the heart for ya.
Dreaming of Home
“Its nights like these, where I just wanna slip away
Fall asleep and rise into the stars
Say what up to the moon
I wanna be free soon.
Free from all the worries and hassles of life
Free from all the bullshit that comes with life
Cuz when I’m floatin on a cloud, is when I truly realize
That dreaming is your real life
Perfect in your own mind without eyes.
We drink, we smoke, just to escape
another way to pass out, when its not late
my thoughts are so clear
however they are not floating near
they’re so hard to grasp and recreate
in a way, its what helps me appreciate
the freedom.
the freedom.
the freedom.
So goodbye reality, I’ll see you soon
but not before I go home, past the moon”
DKA out.
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THE DKA LIFE 
nicee.. seems to be Cuder like.
Comment by eric September 16, 2009 @ 11:01 AM