Welcome to the world
Built up by thy thought
Where every thy word
Is as order caught.
Here is no duty, here is no ache
Here all the losses you will forsake
Nothing to fear, no reason to cry
Here on everyone you can rely.
But the morning has come,
The mirage is gone
You lie in thy bed
That's just in thy head.
You close thy eyes,try to see it again
But dream is now gone, and back is thy pain
Real world takes now it's place
You lost your dream's pretty face...
It's better though than dreaming instead
Of utopic life sleeping in bed
Unable to move or change a thing
Imagine... You only do it.
