Beneath soft covers,
I've made a world.
I've watched the lights,
then kissed the girl.
Seen streamline jets,
in free fall flight,
held someone's hand before the fight.
Made waves with arms,
and shattered deep.
Pictured vacant smiles,
so love would keep.
I've seen soldiers die,
and rise again,
made troubled minds feel well,
and then...

when my eyes are wide,
and the day is long,
I return to this world,
and the nightmare is gone.