My dreams have lost their luster and I read them easy now With everything in lucid rhyme that doesn't skip a sound I'm summoned by a certain note and open both my eyes And what constructs the things I see puts hoods upon the lies But how can I approach them now without becoming stained Without becoming subject to the motives they've unchained In retrospect I take a step, enough to make a start Without delay my legs begin to move our worlds apart In time I'll reach the ground I knew and tended to, before Though blind I be my hands contain the key that sealed the door