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Catalina's Milky Way Dreams
(c) Re- Written 2024 - By The Depressed Poet, Doc Dalton
Shooting Stars and fast moving CarsRumble through the roads of my mindTick-e-ty Tock, the old sounds of the clockSay's it's almost a quarter past nine
The moons surely rising, the stars are a glidingAnd Mr. Sandman is ready to roamHurry off to bed and put your pillow under your headHe might just be visiting you tonight at homeDrifting off to sleep is such a wonderful featAdventures you'll enjoy on your ownMaking new friends on a journey to no endA secrete life that is yours all aloneDon't be afraid of those gobble lee goo'sOr those pirates drifting to sea on their boatsThere's no need to worry there just in your dreamsLike rainbow clouds and cotton candy floatsOh that sky's full of colors of make believe wondersExciting every step of the wayCan't you let me stay for just a little bit longerPlease, don't take my Dreams a wayTo see this through a child's eyesOn the path to where stars brightly beamThrough a different world of twist and twirlsWon't you come to my Milky Way DreamsWe could have so much funUnder an ice cream sun and laugh our time awaySing some M & M songs the whole day longUntil we awake to brand new day
Pluto say's hey kiddo don't get out of bedAs Snakel Puss laughs and says, ah it's OKKKKKKKKPopeye yell's, were gone in a minute after I eat me spinachPoo say's all aboard my Banana Split SleighOh that Sky's full of colors of make believe wondersExciting every step of the wayCan't you let me stay for just a little bit longerWorry not Catalina, we won't take your Dreams a way
To see this through a child's eyesOn the path to where stars brightly beamThrough a different world of twist and twirlsWon't you come to my Milky Way Dreams
Catalina say's, please come join me, on my Milky Way Dreams




Traffic moving swiftly while people are so unaware
Souls and filth scattered across the ground, without a single care
While the innocent are scared to walk down a city street
Fear keeps most in a shaken world of constant self defeat

They say it's time to take back what was once rightfully ours
And now they are a new set of protectors, who were once thugs behind bars
30 years prior they roamed the streets they thought were their's
Now to a new life of crime, to protect the innocent, from such deep despair

To turn their wrongs back into rights
To make Safe those ghostly streets of the night
So people can live their lives the way they all deserve
Instead of hiding behind closed doors, to a life that's become a blur

These gangsters of old will walk the streets once again
Letting thugs of today feel the difference between the boys and the men.
Make no mistake because these former devils should not be misunderstood
Cause now there soldiers of God, who've become Angels in the Hood

The slime, they work off the young to supply their daily trade
Young girls sell their bodies walking their nightly parade
Druggies line up the alleys, dying a slow death each and every day
Supplied by the workers from the so called, café of foul play

If a change is to happen, it needs to be now
Before it's too late and more lost souls make no sounds
To make life safe again and to give people some hope
So they won't lose to the hookers, thugs, and let's not forget the dope

It's different this time, it's a chapter brand new
To get back the streets and the lives it once new
To hear the sounds of children laughing and playing once again
To smile and shake the hand of a neighbor, who might become your friend.

These gangsters of old walk the streets once again
Letting thugs of today feel the difference between the boys and the men
Make no mistake these former devils should not be misunderstood
Cause now there soldiers of God, who've become Angels in the Hood



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