An escape from reality when;
you don't know if you want to scream
or cry
or watch a movie
or make tie-dye

so you try to hide away in empty space
and let dreams replace your hopeless case

Where you can walk on sunflowers
and have no fear
and wear clothing made of sunlight
and embrace every moment with selfish eyes
and there would be no worries
or hurries of the passing day
and everyone would stay
and you would be okay

But sooner or later the enemy would awake us
Insufficient air, webs and pressures await us