Living In Delusion

The moon seems bigger than before

Maybe because I’m staring alone at it

Tame me and let go of the world for a bit

Let me into your dreams, let us cheer again

We dance to the Waltz Of Flowers

Moving like puppets in a perfect scheme

Choosing to live our lives in a dream

Enjoying the time as a delusional

The music slowly fades

The hands I hold are turning cold

Withstand my brain to let go of you

But even I cant stop the lock from ticking

Soon we´ll leave this world behind

“But the moon is beautiful isn’t it?”

My last words echo as I wake up

“Goodbye my dear”, from your grave I get up