I sleep, I sleep untill I'm awaken by the sounds of a dream, a dream so real,
even though the beauty of reality
leaves me breathless
I have to keep remember to keep breathing
I go through my dream doing as I would wide awake, for i don't know I am dreaming
I don't take advantage of living in a world of no rules, because it is so real,
the rules still exist..
and in this dream, life is somewhat perfect
the lows arn't as low, and the highs are much higher
The good of the dream is etched into my mind, while the bad disapears like time
and than suddenly, i awake from the dream, not remembering the dream right away,
but slowly, the dream is coming back to me, piece by piece,
and as I remember the whole thing,
i remember the beauty within the dream,
and wish so much that my dream was real,
that in the act of lusting
God sends demons to take piece by piece,
what I have in good memory of the dream
and as I close my eyes to try and make it back to where I was
I see the shadows running away with my dream on the insides of my eyelids
and they keep running, untill there is no good dream, only the wish i had before
that the dream was real,
and God's demons leave the bad, to replace the good from memory
and without memory, all I have is a wish, a wish that the dream was real
But I once wished it because it was so great,
and now even though it was all a bad dream
I can't help but wish for the bad
because The demons were so busy taking the good from my dream
they forgot to take my wish along with it
I just wish this dream doesnt come true