The next dream

Open your eyes and fall in line

It's time to stand up against Time

It's time to get out of your mind

It's time to show them you're alive

And hear whatever's new to hear

And work on making the world clear

To find out there's nothing to fear

That everything will disappear

And out diseases start to creep

As memories begin to weep

Blank sheets are where fantasies sleep

Your stains are just making them cheap

And you'll keep wading through that stream

As the sun lets out its last beam

And you will let out so much steam

As you dive into the next dream