Dreaming

sometimes when I close my eyes

it's a good thing, it's a good thing

I see stars in only black and white

and I'm melting on the radio waves

oh I'm an ocean falling up

and I'm a dream you never had

I'm an aisle of cleaning supplies

lonely here but it's not bad

and I'm a cliche

I listen to the songs you've heard so many times

and I think that I'm original

but that's actually hard to find

emotional poet who falls in love

with nothing but brown eyes

but to me it's all just coco and coffee

and galaxies in disguise

what a mess

I'm not mysterious

but I don't know who I am

am I an artist or a poser

will I ever understand

what it means

what does it mean

all these words and sounds and things

all this noise inside my head

never quiet, never ends

take me away

I'll  fall asleep today

take me away

sing my life away

I'll fall asleep

and gain back all the time we missed