Darkest hour counting sheep
The lucid one presses boundaries
This place that I can see, all that lies before me
Sewn just in my color, this all belongs to me
Here where skies can fade to green and
Bleed magenta unto the seas
Just another day here
There’s a problem solve it
With no second guessing
In creativity
What seems to be reason, surpasses reality
In all of the chaos here, there still lie wonder
In this facade
Where the moon can rejoice at it’s freedom
To live and decide
«Where will I hide?»
With a newfound discovery for fondness to light
He’s a shooting star
In this plane, you won’t haunt me
Insubordinate, I’m free
I’m free
Here, where mine is what you see
Here, where you can’t follow me
Just imagine… Imagine what could be
Just another time here
As I recalled it
Isolated
Even for a moment