Electric Dreams

Flowers, poisoned by illusion A reminder of the love they couldn’t mend

This beautiful voice Awaken me Take my hand

Death was never made easy Life as well

I can feel the electricity on my lips From a fearful dream

Morning construction on this Sunday a reminder of the lack of freedom

My room as cold as the winter sky

My mind drenched in lucid dreams and morning visions These clear chested morning of thoughts and lucid remembering are all yours A reminder of your depth of feel and your vision and power.