The dreams are coming

The dreams are coming,
  and I see them playing.

Oh, yeah.

The music plays,
  and the beats are thrumming.
     While I cover my ears.

Oh, yeah.

Feel like I should step away,
  but play the hunch.
 
Oh, no.

Live a life of simple distraction,
   simple avoidance.

Oh, no.

Listen to the music,
  and the life behind it.

Oh, yeah.

Do I understand it?

Oh, no.


Will I keep trying?




Oh, yeah....