Tell me your dreams
Let them reflect your innate pleasures
Hide from me the means
I’ll discover them on sail down your rivers
Tell me your convictions
Provide me with clues not specifics
I’ll employ traditional percussions
And play to you a sound so terrific
Share with me your past
Be detailed to the letter
For I’ll have no stone to cast
I’ve already been deemed a sinner
Share with me the songs
Songs that sing away your pain
Riddled in lust and odds
Lyrics that renders you vain
Run with me down the aisle
A walk will steal my haste
Yet do so with me in style
For we must still keep the taste
Let me tell you my dreams
Let your convictions guide us
Let my past not linger in your songs
Let the aisle accommodate our foremost run
TDL.
