Dreams
Common Saints
3:52I’m stuck inside a place a world I can’t tell the night out from the day It’s like a purgatory, a paradise, so paradoxically I have no name But I’m a figment of my own imagination Yesterday, I I bet my soul; the dealer counted up the cards to 21 I took my winnings, paid the ferryman to take me just for fun He told me “you should take your chances and you might just find the meaning Underneath it all” Won’t you catch me when I fall? I found myself within a game that only fools would want to play It’s like a purgatory, a paradise, so paradoxically I have no name But I'm a dreamer with a mind of jubilation Excavate my My deeper soul contains a mirror framed with my reality It’s a reflection of a being and I’m seeing clearly My eyes are open and my mind is calculating the equation Destination... Won’t you catch me when I fall?