Morning Dreamer

Maybe I could change it

Or pretend I'm not me

Naturally, forget 

Cast my gaze to the sea

Or perhaps to the sky

Everyone asks why

Until I concede 

Rambling on about it still 

Battering and bruising my will

And my heart may bleed

Till I wake one bland day 

Like one from a cocoon

And life will start to weigh 

Calloused and lonely moon

Had to please everyone

And let go of the sun

Maybe I could change

And chase after what I desire 

Dreaming always of that fire

Escape pressures range 

Pulled back to the morning

Or to a flaming dream

Until they give warning

Rush away from each beam 

Told what to be and do

Oh, if I could be you

I'd choose to be a morning dreamer - it's true