Oh its just that

Dreams are to lovers as wine is to friends. Carried through lifetimes, and spilled now and then I am driven by hunger, so saddened to be. Thieving in darkness; I know you're not pleased. But nothing worth eating is free. My hope is a banquet impatiently downed. Impossibly full, now I'll probably drown. Many thieves lives are lonely with one mouth to feed. If giving means taking, I'll never succeed. For nothing worth stealing is. Free at last; won't be undersold. Surviving isn't living; wont eat what. Im told Let me free, I'll astonish you; I'm planning to fly. I won't let this party just pass me by. The banquet is now underway, so. Bring out the bottles; a new tale has spun. In clearing this table, my new lifes begun I am nervous, excited; (oh) just read the marquee! A lifetime of hiding; Im suddenly free! My dinner is waiting for me.