knowledge of the change in my dreams
will not let them disappear
but aren't they like revelations
in understanding and seeing clear
right now i try to find my place
in a land that cannot be
but why do conventions
stay with resilience when my dreams
are just you and me
will there just remain
some tears in my eyes
and the remembrance of a device
or will we even still restrain
while our hearts beat together in main
to rattle down a foolish love-song
is not the way it's meant to be
but how can i ever make you see
that in my eyes there's more than just a plea