A dream is what you let it be
Soaring high and dodging the mountain peaks
Or digging itself a hole down into the sand

Layers of earth pile up over time
And population rests at zero
My heart still beats for the chance at a life
Different than this

Trees breathe life into everything they touch
But that doesn’t travel very fast
And I don’t walk at all anymore

At least this means I can’t run away…

But what reason would there be to run
When what I fear most is within myeslf?

I see my dream far off in the distance
A dream, like a virtue, keeps hope alive

I see rolling hills; a green meadow full of flowers
And an enormous castle with a drawbridge entrance

My bloody eyes will me to stand
And my tired hands reach out to my home
Giant castle walls like purgatory’s gates
Massive brick towers built for war and watching sunsets
And a dungeon made to house my nightmares

As I pull myself over the first majestic hill
I see a knight on an elegant, white horse
With his sword sheathed at his waist
And his helmet rested by his feet
His arms reaching out to me

But just then my neck breaks
Against the jagged peaks of reality
And I am left to lie and watch the rising tide
Take out this great bridge and moat
And slowly after that those massive towers fall

The ocean waters drown my dreams…

And I am here left forever begging this ocean
To drown me the way it drowns my sandcastles