Hoping to wake up soon,
Really want to forget
Got to wake up soon
If I open my eyes
Then I’ll know it’s not yet
Is this real life ?

Understand
That maybe I am blind
Wandering on the land
Searching what’s behind

Soon

Footprints vanish in the shifting sand,
I reach for you, but you slip through my hand.
A whispered breeze, a fleetin’ sound,
Am I awake, or just sleeping bad?

Sleeping bad
Not real
It’s not

It’s not real
It’s not

Understand
That maybe I am blind
Wandering on the land
Searching what’s behind

Am I breathing or lost in flight?
Waking in whispers, fading in light.
Maybe dreams are real, or it’s all unseen,
How do we know if we wake, or drift in between?

Understand
That maybe I am blind
Wandering on the land
Searching what’s behind
So shine out
And show me what’s behind
Become now
I am not blind