Plastic Dreams

Plastic dreams 

Where will you find them?

Certainly not a land

With smiles, giggles and beams

You could rampage the music genre

And ransack the plastic recycle bin

But you will not find Plastic Dreams

Anywhere, I dare.

You could steal every turntable

Or peek into the speakers

But I dare say you won’t find them,

Because no one is able

Plastic Dreams is in our minds

To rejoice when we are musical

It turns the turntable of our minds

But is a tune no man could define

Plastic Dreams is in our heart

To blare from the stereo of our love

It turns the turntable of our feelings

Unknown to man, but bringer of delight

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