When you asked me to feel
Know that I am never not
My dreams are dark, surreal
Oh I know, I am no god
In this bizarre, bleak reveal
My dreams betray my life
Showing the way I'm wrought
Bleeding the tears I've fought
Your lips spoke to my desire
You caused me to be inspired
Breathing fire into my being
You're the dream I believe
As days grow meaningless
As the nights pass swiftly
The empty markers of time
Can't be given meaning
Not by others nor by me
Then falling from your hold
But soon I will pass from here
Alive until I walk on streets of gold
