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World Of Dreams

Peter Mayer

Mr. Isaac Newton tested everything
Poked and prodded, then said
“Solid things are as real as they seem”
Mr. Albert Einstein pondered light and speed
And with his mind’s eye, declared “oh my,
This is a world of dreams”

When we investigate the highest heavens
They seem to race away faster than we can follow
And when we penetrate the heart of atoms
We find there something strangely resembling
Nothing at all

In the smallest measure of anything at hand
Entities of energy are alive in a whirling dance
Even our own bodies are not as we perceive
But made of the same stuff our thoughts are made
In this world of dreams

So do we live and move amidst illusions?
Has what we’re seeing fooled us
And only exists in our minds?
And what are we to do with such conclusions?
For what cannot come true in a world of a
Mystical kind?

Mr. Albert Einstein woke one day from sleep
To arise, to his surprise, in a world of dreams
So as we move closer, the farther we must reach
We may fight for what we like, but this is a world of dreams
We may feel that this is real, but this is a world of dreams
Or proclaim no, it can’t be so
But this is a world of dreams

Composição: Peter Mayer





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