a quest for sanity

amplified realities and shattered dreams
metaphysic rainbonws in clouds of incoherence
encounters of the seventh kind

dreams, dreams, dreams are real in my sleep
shapes and shades and background noises
ducks, gooses, bigger, bigger mouses

bright moon, white sun
things are hidden in the dawn
find them, find them you must find them
you're not that lost after all

things are behind the dawn
beyond the sea, far far away deep into your eyes
have a glance at your own life
beneath the moon, behind the pale blue sky

tell, me what do you see?
so it could be me?
hey! what do you see?
so we could reach for everything else
instead we are here drowning into bright lights
white lies and selling outlets
cure the seventh pyramid
fly into the ninth sea
so it could be me?

bleeding ice, could i be a parasite?