I want to have good dreams

With whimsicalities

And full of beautiful things

I'm watching memories

Float past me on the breeze

As if I am the one who sees

All of the lives I've seized

When the count is less than three

Is this my second to date

Or was the first just a dream—

A drop in the bucket of weird

Dialogue my mind's presenting?

Wonder if that was even me

Or if I'm going crazy

It's still the early morning

So I'm probably still asleep

Do we expect to wake up at the lakeside

Or is this my nеw environment?

Do we think I'm still in thе cavern

Or was that just a figment?

I've lost what's real and what's imagination

Both are full of vivid pigments;

Both are likely to be a fabrication

Maybe I'm bored, and still in my warm bed

But I open my eyes, and the dreamscape's gone

I close them again, and it's instantly back

It's like I'm living in two worlds at once

I guess I'll choose to focus on the latter

'Cause I want to get some rest

And now I know which world is fake

So I've got nothing to lose, no more decisions to choose, 'cause I can always snap myself awake

I want to have good dreams

With whimsicalities

And full of beautiful things

I'm watching memories

Float past me on the breeze

As if I am the one who sees

All of the lives I've seized

When the count is less than three

Is this my second to date

Or was the first just a dream—

A drop in the bucket of weird

Dialogue my mind's presenting?

Wonder if that was even me

Or if I'm going crazy

It's still the early morning

So I'm probably still aslee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eep, oh-oh-oh-oh-ah! (Woah!)

(Ah, ah-ah-ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah)

I'm okay, I'm under control...

If that isn't the case, then I guess I'll roll

Out of here, back to the real world

I'll wake up and continue to toil

My way to the exit of that cave

But for now I still need to stay

In the dream land, 'cause I'm tired

In the dream land, I see fire:

Burning forests all around me

Resonates familiarity;

I can imagine the horrible feeling

Catching yourself with your mind still reeling

Thrown to the lake to be kept safe...

I watch over them as they

Discuss their plans, it reminds me of someone

I knew so long ago, it felt like a past life

Felt like a past life

Yet it feels like last night I last saw their face!...

I want to have good dreams

With whimsicalities

And full of beautiful things

I'm watching memories

Float past me on the breeze

As if I am the one who sees

All of the lives I've seized

When the count is less than three

Is this my second to date

Or was the first just a dream—

A drop in the bucket of weird

Dialogue my mind's presenting?

Wonder if that was even me

Or if I'm going crazy

It's still the early morning

So I'm probably still asleep...