Awake is the dream

As the air grows silent, while the shadows creep
Darkness is closing, you're falling asleep.
There's no feeling, no difference. No sense and no seem,
Then - with no shift of conscience, you're locked in a dream.

Time has no meaning, your mind no confines,
Anything can happen - the script has no lines.
The actors change quickly, the plots fade away -
There's no Rhyme and no Reason. It's better that way.

Real and unreal are twins in this game.
Death has no presence - the mind is not sane.
There is no tomorrow, there was no today
The scene keeps on shifting to keep morning at bay.

But no matter what shape the darkness assumes,
You must ever beware the risk and the doom.
So close and no closer - you must never mistake,
Fall too deeply in slumber......and you'll never awake.

We've all heard the stories of those who are lost,
Those who ignored all the wisdom, Forgot the great cost.
You see I believe, for to me it does seem -
That asleep is reality. And AWAKE is the dream.