The rise of fire
Takes me to January
Achieve dreams in the dream world
Fly away grounded
It's beautiful
Trapped in his sister's dream
I do not want to go
My anxiety seemed to be answered when I dreamed
All mind fantasies
Float down to Manhattan
Beautiful as the moon
And all I know is that it's a fantasy
The commotion preys on my dreams
Slowly lost asleep in gray
I will not let it
Because the heart has fallen into my second heaven
