Don't know how to explain what can't be told. Because it doesn't exist. It's just fantasy, just lyric in a world where no one tells the truth. Dreaming and swimming through the waters of time and remembrances, I live among essences of you, my unrecognized love, trying to breath the life you oozes with every single silence of your mouth. And while I'm not able to look at your eyes as much as I'd love to, the only solution is to close my mind to all this fake reality, to turn myself into a dream that will never be dreamt.
Just fantasy, just lyric.
Just playing for a while with reality and sadness.