It was mine I swear it was cause when I slept it was me an no body else. Where'd it go seem's it left for me in to find, it's not in the past it's just but state a mind. It's in jest hell no I say, it's some future of me if I'd get outta the way. A Dream that I Dream't all part of me in being. Yet it left me in blur of whats meant to be! Perhaps not the dream of inlaid mind scheme, a factor of reason or treason in self laden plight. Journey's all mine in doin wrong an right. Dreamin real!