Night Dreams

Silence of sounds, where i placed my soul

Where my hands reached its farthest point

Where my feet took its leaping arrow,
A truly heart beating sense of fantasy

A dimming light for a sleeping harrow
The wheel of a cycling dreams phase
Floating dusts of the dreamer's shards,
Took me to the upper world of heavens

Affected by the fragile emotions of mine

Where they're weaving my evaporated dreams,

They wept, swept the tears beneath the gravel

And when they opened their hands, it wasn't there