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