Particules Of Dust

I'm stuck

I'm stucking in dust and

I'm stuck

I'm stucking in dust and

I've seen them once around here

Moving in the sunlight

For free

Floating in the air

And scoffing at me

Particules of dust are made of lovely contradictions like me

I suppose to dancing

Which I know I sometimes can be wrong

Oh I dreams of you

Oh I dreams of you

Oh I dreams of you

Oh I dreams of you

I've waited for a sign and bested confidence in time

What if I left the side of this world

Particules of dust are teens dancing for the kings and queens

I suppose to laughing

Which I know I sometimes can be wrong

Oh I dreams of you

Oh I dreams of you

Oh I dreams of you

Oh I dreams

I'm stuck

I'm stucking in dust and

I'm stuck

I'm stucking in dust and

Oh I dreams of you

Oh I dreams of you

Oh I dreams

Oh I dreams

Oh I dreams

Oh I dreams