When you're awake, the things you think
come from the dreams you dream.
Thought has wings, and lots of things
are seldom what they seem.
Sometimes you think you've lived before all that you live today.
Things you do come back to you
as though they knew
the way.
All the tricks your mind can play.
It seems we stood and talked like this before.
We looked at each other in the same way then,
but I can't remember where
or when.
The clothes
you're wearing
are the clothes
you wore.
The smile you are smiling,
you were smiling then,
but I can't remember where or when.
Some things that happen for the first time
seem to be happening again.
And
so it seems
that we have met
before and laughed before and loved before.
And so it seems that we have met
before and laughed before.