With a split of a second
A million thoughts travel our mind
Few are the ones captured
And framed on the wall of our memory
It all just comes down to a game of sensations
Some thoughts please us with their parody
Others scare us with their complexions.
Used to choose the easy way around,
Tossing and turning till we fall apart
Because the mystery of imagination got us under its spell
Thus control over our silly life is hard
Imagination gives us the power of creation
Coloring each and every corner of this world
Wishfully writing scenarios to be heard
While the fight against temptation
Turns into an overwhelming war
With the worst and strongest enemy of them all
Just look in the mirror and you'll see
The fire in his eyes burning you to the core