These Dreams ©1996 Richard March Riding on the 18 line, looking out for peace of mind When it comes, it usually comes, on a long slow ride Morning sun, is rising fast. As I pray, peace will last Through a new day, so I can say I lived these dreams These dreams will fly beyond my mind They will stand the test of time Time don’t wait, he don’t start late So take your turn These dreams will see the light of day These dreams will lead me lest I stray Though some nights, I lie awake And curse these dreams I done things I thought were bad, things that made me sad Times, I had to laugh, ‘cause I don’t cry But the hardest I recall, s’when I feel, nothing at all ‘cept the hours, through my fingers, slippin’ by Well I’m older than I’ve been. I guess my greatest sin Is trying to tell the stars, how to shine So I’m listening to the wind, learning how to bend Soon my sails’ll stretch, and open wide