Good to be

Try to sleep in my dreams,

the day's gone, right beside me.

I know the shadows of the hours,

no melting to the ground -

but me, myself becoming one. 

Guess there's quite a strong note

blinding fog in the middle of the night.

Since the moment the hours melted,

thoughts have flooded vacant grounds.

I still don't realize

I want to take a new start -

just like the one from the dream between the hours.

I don't recognize myself,

I think like a fish kept hostage in the sea.

My mind is twisted and filled I know,

I seek the way to better stroll,

holding loosely the thaughts

'till they drip flying released,

fickle, lighter then air.

I've got some images sticking to me,

expectations, I know quite well.

Why do we chase fears, trying to win the assur'd race

when we all know that lovin' smile?

I still don't realize

I want to take a new start -

just like the one from the dream between the hours.

I don't recognize myself,

I think like a fish set free in the sea.

   

Now I see, I realize.
I will retake the new start.
Doesn't matter if I am far away from my dreams.

I will be shaped by the light,
I am good to be.