Lately I’ve been asleep for so long
My life’s a dream
No wonder why I can’t tell dream
From what’s real
I ask what it’s like to be a part of my mind
I answer angrily that I’m my own
Obviously I’ve gone far beyond
What is real
And endlessly still it explains
What I feel
I ask what it’s like to be a part of my dream
I answer angrily that I’m my own