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