Sundays are for dreaming

Sundays are for dreaming
If that’s what I want to believe
Bending this reality with my perceptions
And perpetually asking questions
With all the pain I’ve caused it rests
Upon my shoulders and waxes heavy on my mind
To do my best to give back
To help others when they’re weak
To take my injustices and make something good with them
The true cause of suffering lies in the minds
That’s a lesion I learned well
So that’s a lesion I can teach

All these Sundays spend dreaming
On how to make a difference
How to avoid slipping into meaningless ness
I’ve found me this answer
Easing others pain is the only way to ease my own
Baring others burdens only lightens this weight in my soul
It’s the only way to find piece with my self

Sundays spent on this never ending quest
To find all the little things that make me smile

Finely I live to find the people to share my journey with
The friends who make my life worth while
The ones who help me learn
And guide me on my path
And help me smile

And her
The one who I know so well, but have never met
The one I always think of
First
And last
The one I spend all these Sundays dreaming about