On cold days, there's a beauty in hiding under the covers,
Just drifting, thinking, maybe even about you...
But sometimes it's good to close your eyes and wander,
Chase a fleeting escape,
Into parallel worlds of make-believe,
Where we build our virtual dreams,
And run from everything that feels too heavy.
It all seems so unnatural,
So pointless at times, like a broken tune-
This disillusioned world of ours,
Lost in a sea of illusions.
I walk the crowded streets, deep in thought,
Looking around but seeing nothing.
Heads are down, eyes glued to the glow,
Lost in chats, living their surreal lives.
It all feels so meaningless,
Like tangled wires on a dead-end road,
Stuck in the slow crawl of this damn city,
No way out, no real direction.
And here we are, tangled in each other,
Like lovers stealing kisses in the rain,
Hidden in the alleys of this concrete maze.
It's like we're trapped in a frame,
Raindrops falling in slow motion,
And everything around us feels so small.
But maybe-
From these ashes, hope can rise,
A dream of something better,
In this illusory escape,
To parallel worlds of virtual reality.
Sometimes it feels like life's just pages of philosophy,
Torn and scattered in the wind.
Thoughts hidden between the lines,
Of books that no one reads anymore.
And we're just here,
Lost between the chaos and the calm,
Wishing for something to break the silence.
But all we get is rain,
Falling like broken memories.
It's all so banal, yet somehow beautiful,
This paradox of life we can't escape.
So we dream, we drift,
Hoping for that illusory escape,
To worlds we'll never find.
And here we are, tangled in each other,
Like lovers stealing kisses in the rain,
Hidden in the alleys of this concrete maze.
It's like we're trapped in a frame,
Raindrops falling in slow motion,
And everything around us feels so small.
But maybe-
From these ashes, hope can rise,
A dream of something better,
In this illusory escape,
To parallel worlds of virtual reality.
Maybe all we need is a little more time,
To find our way through this illusion.
Or maybe...
We just keep dreaming.