Close your eyes
Take a deep breathe
Go deep in your mind
Now open to see.

Is it really just a fogged up world you're caught believing?
Or is it the a fantasy dream?
You tell me Mr. Wonka.
You will won't ya?

Are the paintings alive or are the buildings full of working lines.
Has it just been me to see the world so differently?
Oh me, oh my!
No wonder you look so lifeless, my guy.

Tell me do you dream, of things?
You know the dreams that had a stream
Leading
To a tower,
A ship,
Or even a distant devourer
that you would conquer
And be praise for taking down such power?

It's time to case you up,
Til our new look  and ask of the same.
To which we will be tested,
Are you still there?
Or did they lock you behind the stairs?