Around an eco

I know there are some dreams
That helps us get to the end of the day
For their essence is like angel dust
Paintings from the past
Decorate our minds
But we still hope for the emptiness
We came from the stars
But we’re not one of them
Not anymore

Sunrise is abound
Nothing seems to remind us of what awaits on the other side
The ocean around
Washes all of our pain and makes us feel alive
Once more

Sometimes it gets dark again
And the days are too long
For us to remain
The sun gets covered by the night
Paintings from the past
Our minds are decorated inside
But we still hope for the emptiness
I know there are some dreams
That should never see the light of day
For they are too dangerous
And there’s no one in control