What does everybody think of these lyrics?
"Thives of Dreams"
What do they steal?
Why do they steal?
Haven't they there own?
Where?
Everywhere some child or innocet one has left them unprotected
Not of ignorance or shallow thinking
They arn't hidden do to love
Hope and a sincere belife in all men
There would be no need to bury them in dark, cold holes
Where no life could possibly spring from their loved thoughts
Wouldn't ever feel a need to lock them away either
What does a thief gain?
Unfortunately even the most ignorant,
vile and irresponsible idiot can gain from dreamers
How?
By aligining or shadowing those innocent, child-like, free and niave
that have proved to be gifted in any area
Stealthlike and paitently they wait for an idea
or gift they have no right to claim
Consuming and copying whatever has been offered up by those still free enough
inside to dream
When?
Every moment, every second day in and day out
throughout mankind it will never end for those selected few who have been chosen
or bestowed the honor
It is a fantastic and horrid breath that utters hope
that this love should be shared
Not raped or stolen?
My wish is not to punish the thieves
But simply be given a chance to dream or not
When I die, I feel it won't be from another's sword
But by the unstopable heartbeat of dreams
My own?
"Thives of Dreams"
What do they steal?
Why do they steal?
Haven't they there own?
Where?
Everywhere some child or innocet one has left them unprotected
Not of ignorance or shallow thinking
They arn't hidden do to love
Hope and a sincere belife in all men
There would be no need to bury them in dark, cold holes
Where no life could possibly spring from their loved thoughts
Wouldn't ever feel a need to lock them away either
What does a thief gain?
Unfortunately even the most ignorant,
vile and irresponsible idiot can gain from dreamers
How?
By aligining or shadowing those innocent, child-like, free and niave
that have proved to be gifted in any area
Stealthlike and paitently they wait for an idea
or gift they have no right to claim
Consuming and copying whatever has been offered up by those still free enough
inside to dream
When?
Every moment, every second day in and day out
throughout mankind it will never end for those selected few who have been chosen
or bestowed the honor
It is a fantastic and horrid breath that utters hope
that this love should be shared
Not raped or stolen?
My wish is not to punish the thieves
But simply be given a chance to dream or not
When I die, I feel it won't be from another's sword
But by the unstopable heartbeat of dreams
My own?
