When does the dream end?

I wrote a song called Lucid Dream finished it late last year but never really shared it with anyone. It’s because I’ve become very conflicted with this song. It’s called Lucid Dream. It’s about shaping this life to fit your imagination and desired plans, purpose……….

I don’t know if I feel that way nowadays. So much is out of control, so much is given to misfortune or good fortune, sometimes it feels like you just prepare for the best and plan for the worst- that’s it………………………………………..

I hate these type of thoughts! Maybe I hate reality LOL! Is that what it all comes down to? “Hope for the best pray for the worst?” It’s real. But what are most of us doing to increase our chances at success or economic repair? I believe our capability as humans is far reaching and I know of history’s luminaries and the not so illustrious who have succeeded after years of failure. But sometimes, sometimes….sometimes……………………………………………………..you just need time to recharge.
Here’s the song for those who stumble upon this page.

Lyrics

I live ina lucid dream feel the breeze as I venture/
through a blurry scene/
autonomy in this dimension/
I see it all clear with eyes closed/
I forego the drudgery the monotony the panicking hypocrisy/
No more violence just a silencing/
As I stroll through the peace/
The quiet ambiance my transport till I find my release/
I can touch the cosmos celestial bodies without angel wings/
TO think they can say my visions are the stuff that’re made of make believe/
mabye that’s why they sleep on me and do not see me seriously/
Lend ears to the blind, hearts to the frauds and try to live vicariously/
Me I’m in the twilight while they all wonder wearily with my head in the clouds throught turbulent skies as the music carries me/
Away from the trance at the hands of the sand man, I dream but I don’t sleep/
I view a plane to sustain my glance, control my destiny/
I do it all before silent night/
I fit the world to my insights/
The saddest part about most of y’all /
most of yall will never try….

2nd Verse

I see 4 walls one ceiling one floor there’s no clocks but one door nobody knows where I’ve gone/

Time waves every second/

Calender pages leave men breathless/

But in my mind the world stretches/

I can raise my reach to heaven/

I await the noble thief, body-snatcher that brings me peace/

The accomplice to my escape, my only hope a lucid dream/

Gives me patience when there’s no ventillation for me to breath/

See there’s no suffocation where I go, room for inhalation where I’ll be/

In a stratosphere where hatred and fear will no long surround me/

And I no longer have to swim with zombies and feel like I am drowning!/

There’s more light than heat, there’s more signal than noise/

If you can hear the shrill calling then I welcome you to join/

My brother told me no man is an island but I avoid the adage/

and I challenge the orthodoxy of the norm/

The unknown doesn’t scare me I’m still alive through the storm/

My eyes dry by the fire that burns/

I climb high altitudes to find my way home/