I can't describe the feeling when



I'm in my bed asleep and then

I wake up with a vision blurred

And all my efforts are detered

To reconstruct this image lost



There're certain things my mind must do

and even though they're very few

The image glistens like a gem



Repairing is not one of them

So I'm awake though in my mind

The image thats so unrefined

is calling to me from the deep

and tempting me to fall asleep