It was in a dream
I saw her dance again...

Truth exists in the space of our minds
Relative to what the other could think...

I am drowning myself
Into this whirlpool of misery...

Pain in my flesh
Sifts through my heart...

Hanging on the last axis.
I'm drunk of the nightmares...

I had experienced the cold.
The dark that never goes away...

All my coffee-scented mornings
Butter toasts served lavishly...

Two lovers under the crimson sky
Warm hands intertwined...

The warmth of this room
As the breeze so cozily...