Close your eyes,
Slip into the comfort of your mind,
Where we dream, drift up stream, in a magical theme,
We are hero’s, in the afterglow’s, of the greatest shows,
It’s a release, a peace, a feel good increase,
We reflect, at our effect, to accept or reject,
Close your eyes,
Float away to the only place where everything is ok,
Where we become X factor winners, ****** sinners, lottery winners,
We have the perfect figure, extreme vigor, we can pull the trigger,
And no one dies, we can become butterflies,
We can be anything, anyone, anytime, there is no time,
In our sleep, let our souls slowly seep, into the deep.