Bad dreams stole the love you have for me piece by piece until you frown
Good dreams kidnapped your stranded body to the arms of a face unknown

There there my darling open your heavy eyelids to me
No more running around inside the compelling dreams where you cannot see
I will design your reality to be worth living than whatever dreams may be
With laughter as the original soundtrack and both of us as the main casts
where myself as a whole is meant to return to your rib cage
and when the time is properly given to stitch up the wounds I made