Me & My Distorted Dreams

Description

When I look back on my life, I realize I have always been hunted by dreams.

They hide in the cracks of every chapter, returning again and again, refusing to fade.

And still, I do not want to wake.

Because only in that distorted depth can I invent order, weave illusion, and give chaos a name.

This is an intro.

Welcome to the world where my distorted dreams and I coexist.

Lyrics:

Don't

Don't wake

Don't wake me

Don't wake me up

Don't wake me

Don't wake me up

You can't judge me when I create

You don't own me when I'm singing

You can't judge me when I create

You don't own me when I'm singing

You can't judge me when I create

You don't own me when I'm singing

You can't judge me when I create

You don't own me when I'm singing

Between the idea

And the reality

Between the essence

And the fallacy

Between the silence

And the clarity

Between the darkness

And the awareness

Between my voices

And what they hear

Between the faces

And identity

Between the body

And the soul

Between the motion

And the act

You can't judge me when I create

You don't own me when I'm singing

Was it a vision, or a waking dream?

Fled is that music: —Do I wake or sleep?

You can't judge me when I create

You don't own me when I'm singing

And This is Me & My Distorted Dreams