While you were sleeping, your babies grew. The stars shined and the shadows moved. Time flew. The phone rang; there was a silence when the kitchen sang. Its songs competed like kids for space. We starred for hours in our makers face.
Don’t' mind the sun, just go, and come back when you’re done. While you were dreaming, you ignored the sun; you grew your power gardens for the little ones…and danced. While you were sleeping, I tossed and I turned, I rolled around until the planet turned. Time changed.
Let’s stay this way or else there will be no mornings and no more days, because when you’re dreaming the babies grow and the sun shines and the shadows flow. Time flies, the phone rings and there is a silence when everybody sings.
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