Build me a house for my dreams to indwell
Where hope forms the frame of each door
Build it of bricks that are solid and true
Each one a plan without flaw
With a meadow behind of the flowering kind
Enclosed with a fence that withstands
Where the crazy ideas I’ve had down the years
Gallop and gambol and expand.
Build it so high it caresses the sky
So the pinnacle of my ambition
Can fit safe ‘neath its roof from uncomfortable truth
And one day e’en come to fruition.
Make it a place where the sun always shines
And the rain falls so softly as well
A place where my dreams nurtured by sunbeams
Can grow to make heaven of hell.
My House
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