What holy cities are to nomadic tribes - a symbol of race and a bond of union - great books are to the wandering souls of men: they are the Meccas of the mind.

G.E. Woodberry

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Dreams
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You're everything my dreams have seen.
But, what are dreams?
I'm walking where my dreams have been.
But, what are dreams?
 
Can I believe these spells I feel?
I'm wary now.
Can I believe, or is this real?
I'm wary now.
 
Just like some new-born creature, I.
What are dreams?
A child in need of love and care.
Tell me what, tell me what, are dreams?
 
Can I believe these spells I feel?
I'm wary now.
Can I believe, or is this real?
I'm wary now.
 
Just like some new-born creature, I.
What are dreams?
A child in need of love and care.
Tell me what, tell me what, are dreams?