Mirage (feat. Nikki Simmons)

How long have I slept?
Can I trust that any of this is real?
How long have I stirred?
Can I believe that all of this resides in fantasy?

Blurred lines reveal an untrustworthy representation of events transpired

Am I to trust my mind's eye?
Or have I truly gone mad?
Drifting with no end in sight
Or a final exit plan

As I wander in the empty
I can feel it creeping in
Stranded with an unfinished thought
I cannot remove myself

Seeking the springs, the solvent to this murky solution
I've slipped into a daze, a boundless maze, a short lived resolution

Mirage, a short lived resolution

Is this just a construct within my mind
Or set into place by something divine?
A prophecy come to fruition
Or set into place by my own intuition?