The trials of everyday life start to wash away
I escape.
Free to drift away, free to be myself
My own little world is waiting for me
Where I'm going, sub-consciouses are the guides
Unspoken thoughts brought to the forefronts
Desires, fears, wants, needs, all played out for me.
But when the sun is done sleeping, I drift back.
In the light, in the day
The trials of life return
Only one thought is a comfort...
That in the dark and in the night
The trials of everyday life wash away
And I know that I'm free to run away