I knew at seventeen I'd be boundless in a dream, I knew my soul wasn't lost.
To reach and to pray in endless decay, it seemed much better to reason than to obey.

Just as sure as ****, my love still exists as does the commitment to my craft of being whole.
You can think it, taste it, smell it, and breath it, but it's not until you surrender that you'll know.

The world sinks in to a place deep within and the moment becomes as close and comfortable as your skin.
It is here you will find freedom bears no worry, love is never hurried and life outside is a bent and broken theory.

So stay alive in your dream, don't let the noises wake you, beat you down, batter or break you, just stay alive in your dream.