Laying here drifting between reality and sleep,
I found it hard to choose what to believe.
Reality with it's painful memories,
Or sleep with it's unpromising fantasies.
Is it real? Is it not?
Is there a place that tells us on the spot?
Can you feel it too?
That gut wrenching feeling that makes you blue.
Close your eyes and let us see,
If you can tell the difference in what you believe.
Can you tell me,
Is it just a dream?
A fake reality brought through to my mind,
Where it'll live on forever and resign?
Life lays down more than I can bring,
So maybe I'll lay back in my little dream.
