I think about my dreams.
Some coloured faces beneath the sheet…
There’s no place to escape,
Once you are inside….
I freeze, I melt, I run, I hide
The doors never unlock for me
There’s no place u can escape to
Once you are in your dreams

But then often I see the light,
The smile of a child, the smell of the ocean…
And I wake up at a distance.

Am I still there?
And I walk down that same road,
Where I once went searching for you,
Or a certainty.
I had escaped from me into another trap,

It clears as morning comes..
The mist rises into my eyes.
Which was real?
And oblivion waits for me.