There once was a land.
So far and fine,
Full of dreams and thoughts.
The place people came when they dreamed,
the place people came when they slept.
So far and so high that no one could reach.
And yet if you close your eyes, you are there!
The creator created it
So man could dream,
He is long gone but his memory still lingers,
To us he is known as god!
The people there live only to give you dreams.
Their life is a job much like in theatre,
They act out your dreams,
They make you happy,
Without them we would have the most boring sleep.
Palo Alto, CA
