An infinite river, an infinite sky
Disrupted pictures in my eye
I look around and all I see
Are things that I know cannot be

In this town, strange things appear
That confuse and delight my sense of fear
In this city of illusions
Do not believe the strange delusions

The city of illusions
Will take you by surprise
Do not believe your eyes…

Take a look behind the door
See what this world has in store
You see a man who’s got four eyes
Is it that your mind can lie?

You see what seems to be a fly
It’s ten feet long and five feet hight
Turn around and you shall see
An interpretation of destiny

You can’t see what’s below your shoes
There is nothing you can do
Now you see it, now you don’t
You thought you would, but no you won’t…

The sun lies low on the western horizon
Sinking beneath the sea
Dark yet orange with its glowing rays
As it peeks between the trees

The ocean crashes on the beaches
As you walk down to the bay
It claws away at the shell-filled sand
Searching for a place to stay

There’s something about paradise
That keeps a glitter in my eyes
There’s something about it when the sun rises
And brings it all to life

Day into night in sanctuary
While birds drink from the pond
You can hear the water trickling
Down the waterfall beyond

Wish it all could last forever
Just never cease to be
I want to stay in Paradise
Remain for Eternity…

In the midst of dream
We perform our little plays
Each day just another scene
Speaking lines that don’t seem clear
Putting feeling in a phrase
Each of us, are we really here?

Are we just in the midst of a dream
Are we really what we feel
Sometimes in the midst of a dream
Everything appears to be real

Shall we one day disappear
All of us just not exist
Because of someone’s sudden fear
Why worry what your next step will be
For when the time comes to resist
We will all fade so easily

Creative ideas
With no apparent fate
Visions of someone
Truly filled with hate
We see the climax
But we never see the end
We pretend to understand
The problems of a friend
In the midst of a dream

When this nightmare is complete
And we’ve all been wished away
Somewhere else perhaps we’ll meet
“To be or not to be”
I once heard someone say
When I was in another dream…