serafin

ascending in an elevator made of glass

i'm going way too fast in a cone shaped transparent shaft

what could it be , what could it be ?

i didn't see , could it be me ?

peeling itself as i get high-er

up in the air, soon at the top

this climbing greenhouse doesn't seem to want to stop

and without dwelling mid-air

toppling over, i'm beginning to stare

at the ground that's getting near

REF

i am gonna feel, like this is more than ever real, when i

hit the ground i('ll) find that bed o' mine

which means:

i am in a dream, better yet what is called real is another dream

opens up the poss-ability to do some flying

i'm sort of trying

so i'm still inside the elevator keeping it

and me afloat, though somewhat strenuously

now i do know, that i'm in a dream

i’m the creator and i know what that means

i can pierce right through this wall

so i begin to focus on, dematerialize and reach the beyond

startin' to work, startin' to slide

it’s takin' to much effort and it’s takin' a while

i’m stuck halfway through, tell me why

because

REF

i am in a dream, and this is more than ever real, and i'll

never ever find, that bed o' mine

i am in a dream, better yet what is called real is another dream

opens up the poss-ability to do some flying

i'm sort of trying

BRIDGE

got so much faith

in this lucid state

som expectations fail me

[ i'm so out of control this was harder than i thought ]

the view is great

and after all

it's not to bad to be 'all flying

with a lift around my waist

REF

i am in a dream

i'm awake andpretty keen

to see just how far

i can stretch, i can pull this silver chord

i am in a dream

better yet what is called real is still just a dream

did i ever have the will 2 find that bed of mine ?