i dream a dream

sittin' on the roof drinking wine (semi-dry, that's rather important). All the stars are staring at us from the reflection in our glasses. they float in wine and we float in the sky. your guitar is too gentle so it keeps silent. and so do we. there's still so much to be silent about.
and then i just woke up. it's really very sad to realise that all that just puffed away as soon as i opened my eyes.
but then i just decided to think a bit more about parallel universes. you know what? now i do really believe that our dreams can be a kinda projection of those parallel worlds, lives etc. that's rather funny, but,hell yeah, it gives me hope.
now waiting for another dream to come.
i hope that Angie from my dream is still happy sitting there on the roof with him. i wish you (me?) luck.
good-nighty night.