in the wake of dreams and helpless sleep
comes a wakeing
so taunting
so into my soul
i see you reach out your hand
in this sleepless wakelss dream
you lay before me
so fragile sweet
but i see the lies you tell me
through you
like a glass wall
i see it all
in this dreamless
wakeless sleep
its you i see
take my hand
and let the soul
touch as one
be in this dream
tonight
take the trip
its worth it....
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