I saw your tank top Draped over some foreign figure With its stripes, blue and white And a little boy sitting on his dad’s shoulders With the same look in his eyes That you get when you are dreaming up … Continue reading
And, in the end, we lie awake
And we dream of making our escape.
Death and All of His Friends, Coldplay
“For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.”
Vincent Van Gogh