Lucid dream of mooning steem

Up up and away like the 99th balloon
there’s no other way now but up - nor a moment too soon
for this price of steem to fill our dream of all time highs
for we can fly and that is why...

It’s up up and away for another yesterday
tomorrow shows the way to uplifting light of day
that will shine upon the silver steem within our dream
for we can dream or so it seems...

Here comes the new dawn, the golden dawn of hope
hope is all we have like a wandering heliotrope
we surround the sun with everyone that ever was
or will ever be because hope is free

Steem - on the off chance still has a chance to dance
there’s still a moonshot in steem, it’s all we’ve got
all our cards are played, investments laid upon the ground
that’s where we found our hope abound

So steem on we do, write on just me and you
blog posting away until the break of day
when we see the steem of our lost dream of paradise
that would be nice, 10x the price

Thoth our oracle reveals the golden pill
Tahuti reads the signs inscribed in all the lines
the omen says the augury of liberty
the dollar worth – now taking birth

That’s why we still breathe the pungent steem and fumes
inhale the metaphors billowing in plumes
of sacred spice return the price to all time high
to touch the sky and to the moon – it’s not too soon

Lucid is the sky with diamonds in our eye
auspicious the dream – the temple made of steem
where we can dream awake our proof of stake
the treasure trove... is ours by Jove