Waking up from bed
Wondering where I'm at
Suddenly I'm surrounded
by a strange and unfamiliar sense

Tingling and anxious
I look around and explore
Is this where I called home
Or is it all a hoax

There I wander and stroke all over
Trying to have a grasp
On what's real and what's not

Maybe...I'm not what I see
Maybe...I'm not where I'm at
How can we know
When it's all just senses

It took me a while to finally realize
I am here and I am me
I am who I am because of it
The past can be a lie
The future can be a dream
The present on the other hand
Is the living of the day we're in

Breaking through the clouds
with breeze rubbing by your cheek
You smile while looking at the scene
After all...we are just passerby
Acted in the scene