Traummashine

Somewhere life retired
To a creeping company of bitter thieves
A lucid dream empire
Turns a blinding hand
That follows into sleep

I live the lie
Awake when everything is fake
It's only inside dreams
I keep it real
When all the world is mine
And everything divine
It's only inside dreams life has appeal

Daylight can devour all that's keeping down distorted memories
A seed inside a flower
Like a blinding hold on conscious sympathy

Radial bed afire
World collapsing on a broken melody
Daylight in a flower
Like a blinding hold on old chemistry
Winter springs a shower