Dreamcatcher (The Dream Machine)

Catching the stars,
Flying past mars,
Watching,
Participating,
Listening,
Giving.

So, many suns,
Know many sons,
Growing,
Bestowing,
Living,
Giving.

Catching the dreams,
Making them seems,
Hoping,
Accepting,
Wishing,
Getting…

Your dreams to come true,
If they’re not just ’bout you.

I’m a failure,
At being a failure,
As long as I try my best,
I find success.

Lyrics:
Inside my core,
I can always find more…
More will to find a way,
To make a better day.

I try to open the door,
To what’s in store,
Whatever She’ll suggest,
I try n’ do the rest.

If done before,
It’s easy to restore,
If it’s brand new,
I’ll do what I can do.

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Take a look around,
What love can be found?

Take a look around,
The stars are falling to the ground,
The Perseid meteor showers,
Rain down for hours.

Take a look around,
The fire’s charring the ground,
Oroville turns to horrorville…
Northern California looks horrible.

Take a look around,
Floods are covering up the ground,
2-thirds of Bangladesh submerged,
Humanitarian relief is urged.

Take a look around,
Don’t let it bring ya down,
For She understands human,
And, prays for us to win!

I browse the scene,
Avoid the mean,
Try n’ come clean,
Before the Queen.

Eyebrows protect my eyes,
I browse protect my — I,
As she protects me,
Through faith in She.

Take a look around,
There’s love to be found.

I think I’m going to poop my pants,
Yup, poop my pants.
In fact, I’ve called a meeting,
So, you might wanna check your seating,
For the proper lining,
To poop your pants
(Because it’s the trEND around here.)

The stench you should fear,
When they poop their pants,
Tryin’ stay clear,
When they poop their pants.

I hope you wore your diap-ie,
You might go pee-pee,
And, certainly…
You’ll poop your pants.

Call this meeting to order,
So, I can clear my bladder,
Then, clean my spleen,
As everyone rants,
And, poops their pants.

I’ll try to do the best I can,
With what I’ve been given,
I’ll try again and again,
If it’ll please heaven.

chorus:
I hope I measure up,
Should I fall off my horse,
Right myself… foot back in stirrup,
And, pray I can get back on course.

Noooo… can’t constrain,
For Her I’m driven,
I wanna be Her man,
Brawn and brain.

Kiss me,
So, that I will know,
Hug me,
So, my love will show.
(Into the future we shall go,
To the sound of children’s laughter…
Living happily everafter.)

My, oh, my, oh, my, my, my,
Why, why, why,
Do you suck me dry?

No matter how hard I try,
You suck me dry.
The way you bruise and lump,
And, pump, pump, pump,
The way you drain,
So that nothing will remain,
You suck us dry?

Why?

Chorus:
Unless you choose,
To be caged,
Most of the time,
Is free-time.

What’s your purpose,
Being outraged?
Or, wasting time,
Being sublime?

Chorus

Unless we choose,
The next stage,
We will unwind,
Running outta time.

Chorus

Plenty to loose,
In this day-and-age,
The end of time,
Don’t let it happen!

We’ll kick it into,
Interstellar overdrive,
As we get into,
Some rock n’ roll n’ space truckin’,
We’ll be movin’ in the grove n’ ecstasy,
Astral travelers charting their (very own) destiny,
Flightless birds on an airborne journey.

Space Truckers, “Start your engines!”
It’s time to look alive,
This is no fantasy,
It’s much easier to survive,
When we act like we’re livin’,
Let’s get movin’ in the grove n’ ecstasy,
Astral travelers purposely charting our destiny,
Flightless birds on an airborne journey.

I like the look of your chassis,
Will you be my spiritual vehicle?
After seeing your undercarriage,
I’d like propose marriage,
Of our psyche,
Now, hope you don’t mind,
If I turn you on,
With the twist of your key,
I hear the beginnin’s,
Of your engine,
You purr when you run,
Back in the saddle, again,
I feel the heat of your seat,
And, it’s making my heart beat.

Enough of following losers,
Trying to peddle meddle,
You make up where I did lag,
Your mine and I’m yours,
Now! Faster! Pass Her this way,
And, I think we’ll find,
The ultimate payday,
Wow! I owe it to you — the checkered flag!

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
We are movin’ in the grove n’ ecstasy,
Astral travelers arriving at our destiny,
Flightless birds on an airborne journey…
Never wantin’ to abandon the sojourn.

If I had the power,
Of power generation…
To generate enough power,
To power a generation,
I would.

If I could…
Generate an interest,
In what’s in our best interest,
I would.

If I should…
Forget to mention,
The higher power,
Deserves our attention,
She can deliver power,
To our,
Generation,
And, our generation,
Can be an empowerment plant.

Instead of being a wallflower,
I can be a plant –
An empower plant,
Instead of being an energy drain,
I can help sustain,
I’ve taken from the grid,
I did,
I’ve thrown the switch,
Which…
Drained our resources,
Changing rivers’ courses,
Turning fog to smog,
On the smoke we choke,
Yes, it was me,
Wasting freely,
What need I ascertain,
To make a change,
To help sustain,
Instead of drain, drain, drain?

Nothing more,
Change is in range,
Enough of before,
Time to transplant,
To an empower plant.

Crank up the juice,
Let the love loose,
A higher power,
Across the wire,
From an empower planet’s,
Power plant.

Chorus:
Uh oh,
Something’s,
Cooking,
And, I don’t,
Like the way,
It’s smelling.

Smells too bad,
To be cabbage,
I imagine,
It could be,
Rotten eggs?

Chorus

Makes me sad,
In such an age,
That souls famine,
It could be,
One who begs?

Chorus

Yup, I think,
Something,
Does stink,
And, it’s starting to look,
Like it’s the cook,
The one who prepares,
This recipe,
Is fouling things up…
Completely,
So, if you wonder what’s up,
For tonight’s sup’,
It’s the crap we put in this stew,
Spoiled ingredients…
More than just a few:

A rotten attitude
A cup 1/2 empty
A spoon feeding (Until spoiled)
A temper (Boiled)

Now, we’re pleading,
And, moaning,
From stomach pain,
But, look in the pot,
None does remain.

Should have been thankful,
For what I got,
But, I forgot,
Now, I’m full,
Of spoiled rotten,
Wish I wouldn’t,
Have forgotten.