The Image Faded-Bloodshot Dawn

You close your eyes and try to recall But can only glimpse the splintered pieces of the whole Try to catch them and they drift out of sight The Image Faded Unclear after all this time Begin scrabbling for inspired fiction Subconscious fabricates a distorted scene of the story you left behind Living your life in a dream Of the day that never comes A fantasy so clear Only to wake and find… … Nothing can live up to this The images in your head Start to believe it and you're losing your grip Addicted to a made up world Now indifferent to your waking life You pray for endless night Keep your head in the clouds and your life will pass you by Living your life in a dream Of the day that never comes A fantasy so clear Only to wake and find it never was With every sleep you return To the day that never comes But always wake to find it never was Living your life in a dream Of the day that never comes A fantasy so clear Only to wake and find it never was With every sleep you return To the day that never comes But always wake to find it never was