Dreams, Dreams, Dreams
While the world is half asleep
The mind remains awake
Building thoughts of undescribable dreams
That i just want to burn
Why sometimes everything has to be so hard to take?
Like a tale, even a nightmare
that is so hard to turn?
Then i see my life, stucked as the same point as the beggining
Though, this time
I could imagine a whole word
with an actual filling.
No more than happiness
But us laughing & living.
The mind remains awake
Building thoughts of undescribable dreams
That i just want to burn
Why sometimes everything has to be so hard to take?
Like a tale, even a nightmare
that is so hard to turn?
Then i see my life, stucked as the same point as the beggining
Though, this time
I could imagine a whole word
with an actual filling.
No more than happiness
But us laughing & living.