Posted on February 5, 2014 at 9:15 pm

Dreaming, Wide Awake

One of these days, I’ll turn to water,
Fall from a cloud into the heat,
Roll down the gutter past the window,
Land in a puddle at your feet.
One of these days, you’ll get distracted,
One of these days, our eyes will meet

And I’m dreaming, wide awake
Filled and drained.
Dreaming, wide awake
Unrestrained.
Floating, fainting,
Painting palaces and trying.
Trying.

Watch how the wind is rushing through me.
Look how the winter turns to spring.
If I can burst the clouds just breathing,
Who knows what else my heart might bring?
Everyone’s screaming, screaming “Grow up!” –
Funny, how I don’t hear a thing

For I’m dreaming, wide awake,
Cursed and guiled.
Dreaming, wide awake,
Growing wild.
Reaching, yearning,
Burning uncontrolled, and crying.
Crying!

This is how the eyes of the world are opened.
This is how the sun burns through the mist,
When one strong hand settles in beside you,
You watch as fingers blossom from his fist,
And suddenly you understand
The reason and the reasons you exist,
And you’re dreaming!
Dreaming!

Bursting, shaking,
Tilting, quaking,
Breaking promises and flying!
Flying!