
my personal creative outlet
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"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance."
--Aristotle
Escape From My Fantasy
Early 80s
What would you do if a blue-green mist came out of the sky
With a sort of brilliance, it had a power to hypnotize
Would you run and try to escape, do you think that you can hide
Well the only way to awake is first by fright
Once in a dream you came into my life
I thought you were a king who gave me paradise
But when you walked away, just left me standing there
I thought you never loved me, or never gave a care
Its just a day dream
Im living out my fantasy
Don’t know how far Im going to get
I just got to be free
You know it, you want me, so why don’t you say
You know you think about me every day
Im what you want, you’re what I need
Just take me, and set me free
Its just a day dream
Im living out my fantasy
Don’t know how far Im going to get
I just got to be free
© 2012 by Rhea C. Cryingwolf