reasonably short.? Good Dreams
By Meee
Being asleep in waking, awake in dreams,
In the dreams I’d embraced
close the pupils of knives.
In the land of dreams, the days are seasons,
But the seasons are the same;
Through snow veils of my eyes.
A good dream, but good
Hidden in the dark
Of sleep, of the past--
Where the lives are forgotten.
To dwell in the sleep
Would swiftly wake me up,
But we always awake
In the dim light of morning.
So I’ll sleep, I’ll sleep
Until the sun changes tone,
And while the snow slowly melts,
I’ll be one with the blind.
By Meee
Being asleep in waking, awake in dreams,
In the dreams I’d embraced
close the pupils of knives.
In the land of dreams, the days are seasons,
But the seasons are the same;
Through snow veils of my eyes.
A good dream, but good
Hidden in the dark
Of sleep, of the past--
Where the lives are forgotten.
To dwell in the sleep
Would swiftly wake me up,
But we always awake
In the dim light of morning.
So I’ll sleep, I’ll sleep
Until the sun changes tone,
And while the snow slowly melts,
I’ll be one with the blind.