Behind the spiral,
I´ve payed for a flood in the mind.
Sound asleep recuperating the vital.
Half way to find.
The truth in my dreams.
The signs and movement collide
and press emotions into your night breathing.
So many twilight paths, little realms
where you can cash in fantasy themes.
Have your own mind aligned and cleaned.
The sandman and I made a deal on
the clear dreamlifestyle.
Make it lucid and as far from the rocks
as possible, with a smile
he turned up the music and colours.
Before I could dance morning hit like a
Vile fire alarm.
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