I wake up and I'm further,
Or maybe my dreams simply moved and made themselves farther,
My bed is a ship crashing through the harshest waves,
A worker quietly tasked with a road to pave,
And it's headed towards my happy place,
This mystical, imaginary, in my head kind of space,
What if a dream isn't a want, but a need?
I wish our desires were easier to read,
Cause I'm jugging bannanas and getting a kiss,
Is it love or potassium I miss?
I'm sleeping in my head but I'm still lucid,
In fact I'm up and around, headed out of town, I'm awake,
But if you asked me a question, it ain't turning gears, right now my mind ain't just foggy, it's humid,
So whatever answer I'd give you isn't real, it's a fake,
A forgery from the subconscious end of my mind,
An automatic action,
I need someone to come along and demand a reaction,
Cause I need to wake up,
So, let's get drinks, pour ourselves a cup,
And maybe we can fall asleep,
Without counting sheep.
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