Thought the light is a thunder
Thought the light is a streatm
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

Dream I'm in
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 that sight isn't real
Thought to fight thig going under, in my

Dreams I'm in
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