Thought the light is a thunder

Thought the light is a stream

Thought the light will go under in my

Thought the line is a humbler

Thought the line is in green

Thought the line will go under in my

Dreams I'm in

A sip of milk

Dreams they spin

Their own things

Dreams like sin

Early will

Dreams they spin, spin

Thought that I'm so much stronger

Thought that I'm standing still

Thought that I will go under in my

Thought that might is no longer

Thought the sight isn't real

Thought to fight this going under, in my

Dreams I'm in

A sip of milk

Dreams they spin

Their own things

Dreams like sin

Early will

Dreams they spin, spin

Thought that I'm so much stronger

Thought the sight isn't real