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
Hoping for a blessing, while searching for my faith,
It's a long and winding journey, that brings a little grace.
Down these dusty roads, where many hearts have bled,
Each step I take, still echoes the words unsaid.
Whiskey and wine are like moments in time,
That ruffle the memory, to the days gone by.
It's back to walking on that old red dirt clay,
Where I stumble through the nights, feeling lost in the fray.
It's been so bad that my spirit in anger gave my soul a dare,
Hell, I accepted, only after some Whiskey and a Prayer.
The cupboards of my soul are bare, and my spirit feels scared,
These dirt roads lead me nowhere, and in the dark, no one cares.
My days are so crazy, my mind is so damn confused,
Worn out, battered, bruised, yet I laugh a bit too.
Searching for a sign, but clouds keep rolling in,
This heartache's a teacher; it's where my fears begin.
I've watched the sun rise, and set on these barren trails,
With each passing day, feel the weight of my own fails.
Every bottle's a moment, every sip's a lost friend,
But hope keeps a flicker, will this pain ever end?
It's been so bad that my spirit in anger gave my soul a dare,
Hell, I accepted, only after some whiskey and a prayer.
The cupboards of my soul are bare, and my spirit feels scared,
These dirt roads lead me nowhere, and in the dark, no one cares.
Through every heartbreak, I find a piece of light,
Each tear is a lesson, guiding me through the night.
So I raise my glass high, to the lessons learned here,
With whiskey and a prayer, at least I can steer.
So I'll keep on walking, with my worn-out old boots,
Hoping for a blessing, as I gather my roots.
The road may be lonely, and the nights feel so long,
But with whiskey and a prayer, I know I'll come out strong.
It's been so bad that my spirit in anger gave my soul a dare,
Hell, I accepted, only after some Whiskey and a Prayer.
The cupboards of my soul are bare, and my spirit feels scared,
These dirt roads lead me nowhere, and in the dark, no one cares.
So I'll keep believing, as I drink in the night,
Whiskey and a Prayer, I'm searching for that light.
Hoping for a blessing, leading me somewhere fair,
With every ounce of courage, it's Whiskey and a Prayer.
It's a long and winding journey, that brings a little grace.
Down these dusty roads, where many hearts have bled,
Each step I take, still echoes the words unsaid.
Whiskey and wine are like moments in time,
That ruffle the memory, to the days gone by.
It's back to walking on that old red dirt clay,
Where I stumble through the nights, feeling lost in the fray.
It's been so bad that my spirit in anger gave my soul a dare,
Hell, I accepted, only after some Whiskey and a Prayer.
The cupboards of my soul are bare, and my spirit feels scared,
These dirt roads lead me nowhere, and in the dark, no one cares.
My days are so crazy, my mind is so damn confused,
Worn out, battered, bruised, yet I laugh a bit too.
Searching for a sign, but clouds keep rolling in,
This heartache's a teacher; it's where my fears begin.
I've watched the sun rise, and set on these barren trails,
With each passing day, feel the weight of my own fails.
Every bottle's a moment, every sip's a lost friend,
But hope keeps a flicker, will this pain ever end?
It's been so bad that my spirit in anger gave my soul a dare,
Hell, I accepted, only after some whiskey and a prayer.
The cupboards of my soul are bare, and my spirit feels scared,
These dirt roads lead me nowhere, and in the dark, no one cares.
Through every heartbreak, I find a piece of light,
Each tear is a lesson, guiding me through the night.
So I raise my glass high, to the lessons learned here,
With whiskey and a prayer, at least I can steer.
So I'll keep on walking, with my worn-out old boots,
Hoping for a blessing, as I gather my roots.
The road may be lonely, and the nights feel so long,
But with whiskey and a prayer, I know I'll come out strong.
It's been so bad that my spirit in anger gave my soul a dare,
Hell, I accepted, only after some Whiskey and a Prayer.
The cupboards of my soul are bare, and my spirit feels scared,
These dirt roads lead me nowhere, and in the dark, no one cares.
So I'll keep believing, as I drink in the night,
Whiskey and a Prayer, I'm searching for that light.
Hoping for a blessing, leading me somewhere fair,
With every ounce of courage, it's Whiskey and a Prayer.
