Welcome to the Book of Sunder

The Alarm Rings

At night I sleep

My mind leaves this wasted world

There's no sense in it

The world not mine to keep

I feel like I'm flying high

flying, seeing, smiling, feeling

that sky that envelops my sleep

I don't think it's a lie

Though it's not what it seems

I see you; and you call me to your side

We fly through the stars and domains above

How perfect is the life of our dreams!

Love blinds us, we know it's so

Nothing can sense us

Nothing can stop us

The dream can take us where we know

Confusion is their illusion

A gift of their temporary sanity abounds

My dream is free of all things

A perfect but apprehensive vision

This dream perfection is ephemeral

For soon my alarm sounds