I never dream of greener grasses when darkness falls upon me
and the stillness of the night is so unbearable that a mere cricket chirp
sounds like the ninth symphony.
I never dream of greener grasses when the storms flood the path to safety
And my only escape is a piranha infested pond.
And I definitely never dream of greener grasses when the possibility to make something happen
Is nonexistent and the only sane thing to do is give up.
I never dream of greener grasses, I just sit and wonder
Wait and ponder, take my time and explore ideas,
Grand ideas of bigger things to come.
I never dream of greener grasses for I know mornings will come,
Waters will recede and sanity, sanity is highly overrated…Greener grasses will grow
whether I dream about them or not.
