Maybe if we go to sleep tonight
we won't wake up tomorrow,
so I hold on to my memorys tight
and I let go of my sorrow
if all of this was nothing but
mere a grande illusion
a result of my own eerie and
complex great delusion

and everyone I've ever known is but a projection of myself
and everything I've ever seen a reflection of what I felt
and my body was a castle yet a prison for my soul
where I was queen and captive to watch my fantasy unfold

I'll devote myself to dreams tonight
for my dreams will live forever
and when my body heaps a final sigh
my soul will finally sever


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