Altered Midnights

Altered Midnights

In altered midnights states of dream,
Where all of reality in tranquility seem;
The roads form nowhere leads to you,
Like forward light reaching out of the blue.
These dreams are to have close at hand,
So you can comprehend and understand;
For love songs are in so dissimilar ways,
Like nights are many as the different days.

In altered states where the mind floats free,
And everything is what the inner eye see;
And you and I have not materialized,
For the world reality is all in disguised.
The stage we live on has nowhere to grip,
It is all a mysterious round and round trip;
Keeps us moving forward or so it seems,
For all reality is only in our own dreams.

What comes and goes through our vision,
May really be only in perspective precision;
Both night and the day of which is the two,
Where will we have what really is true.
Can we understand if dream is just a dream,
What if all that is real is only in the deem;
Wondering ways are like altered midnights,
We see what's perspective through the lights.