Dark Eyes Dreaming
Dreams go fast and far these days
They go by a rocket’s thrust
They go arrayed in lights
Or in the dust of stars
Dreams these days go fast and far
Dreams are young though the days are old
They can be black or blue or gold
They need no special charts, nor power
It seems, only one rule applies
To all our dreams---
They will not fly except in open sky
Set your dreams free
Or just let them die