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A dim light starts glowing before my eyes,
Distant sounds of weary chatter come flowing into my ears,
A hospital smell soon tickles my nostrils
as The feel of soft sheets
now strokes my fingertips:

I am here, I am now, back to reality...

How I got here, I do not know,
as I start to realise where I am,
and My blurred mind tries to make sense
From this dim information flow... such unending flow.

Elusive sounds and images start spinning through my head
As the recollection starts and the memories get deeper;
A vivid pain shakes my body as I realise what I've been through.
I can now feel the damage done,
The scars so deep, my body so numb...
But the horror comes from my bandaged head,
And I once more elapse into my weary dreams...

Into the City of Dreams

Have you ever walked the streets of the city of dreams ?
Have you ever met its evanescent people ?
Have you ever tried to speak their tongue ?
Have you ever tried to understand ?
Have you ever tried to make them feel ?
Have you ever tried to let them know ?

Walk the streets and you will see how empty their hearts can be,
Meet their gaze and you will know how empty their eyes still are...

Going nowhere, seeing no-one,
They're wandering like the un-dead,
They're the ghastly people in the ghost-city.

Walk the streets and you will see how empty their hearts can be,
Meet their gaze and you will know how empty their eyes still are...

On the verge of the waking world.


Strange dreams of this unknown world people my sleep:
A purple sky over blue - lit mountains,
and shapeless buildings beyond grassy valleys,
And blemish people staring at me, undaring, as if afraid to meet my gaze.

But when the terror overwhelms me,
I soon wake up in my hospital bed,
Dizzied by those strange visions
of a dreamy voyage to a distant world ..."

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