Rubbing my eyes
a thousand times
just to get rid of odd realities
oh dream, come to me
in the form of phosphenes
myriads of bright dots
sparkling particles
sailing away
burning away
lighting up my odd reality
no longer do I want to be
part of this vile society
oh dream, come to me
in the form of phosphenes
cold hearts
rubbed hands
can make the eyes warm
but not the odd reality
oh dream, come to me
in the form of phosphenes
I no longer want to be
part of this vile society
just take me away
far away
far, far away
from greed
where my mind can be freed
I would just pick up
what I really need
deep down
my heart is barren
I need to sow a seed
of love and humanity
oh dream, come to me
in the form of phosphenes
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