Far away into someone's sweet sleep
Lies the key to a window of dreams
Should anyone dare to go in too deep
They'd reach the lands everyone is to miss
.
In an unseen corner a boy played his lyre
Smiling around and dancing over water
Had he known he would soon lose his desires
He would've finished singing to burn up his fire
.
For in this world there is no space for the heart
Imagination is penalized with nothing but harm
Should you be caught thinking of a work of art
The light would stop reaching where you are
.
For in this kingdom there is no misconception left
Nothing to pray for while you scream for death
Should you be lost in a dreamless land of hatred
The wind will not blow where you sent your last letter
.
The boy who played the strings of hope
Never got to see through the window's hole
Ever dreamed of going to a place called home
Somewhere to lose your balance and call it love
.
He once almost reached it, or that's what rumors say
The dancing boy got close to this world's desperate end
Had he been counting on the loyalty he thought he deserved
Fear wouldn't have been a problem when death called his name
.
The always hidden god ruler of those lands
Thought he could keep everyone forever in dark
Never imagined that his own spell wouldn't last
For there is no imagination in a dreamless land
.
If you dare question the boundaries of your world
Keep in mind the window is never closed for sure
Should you ever get lost in a dreamless land's shore
Look for the boy with a lyre and listen to his dreamless land song