This dream, I wake up with dry lips,
A fairy tale I wish never ended.
A children's book without the hook,
saving you without the ground shook.

Save me.......
Save me........
Save me........
Save me.......

I dreamt of this white grunting pony,
like the first generation PlayStation.
But the ruins are after sands of dunes
Captured in a tomb and forever doomed.

I'll keep on smiling,
as the life boat's failing.