清醒的梦 Lucid Dream

Ceiling melts into the floor

Doorway drawn in silver chalk

I reach out

My hand goes through

You laugh

But you barely talk

Lucid dream

I pull the sky

Fold it twice

Make it small enough to hide

You turn real

Then you fade

I keep choosing you and waking up too late

Lucid dream

You color in

Every lonely corner I’ve been sleeping in

If I wake

Don’t let me know

Hold me in the middle of the overflow

Stairs that lead to where we met

Every step

The air turns bright

Your old shirt

That coffee stain

Hangs there like a traffic light

Lucid dream

I pull the sky

Fold it twice

Make it small enough to hide

You turn real

Then you fade

I keep choosing you and waking up too late

Lucid dream

You color in

Every lonely corner I’ve been sleeping in

If I wake

Don’t let me know

Hold me in the middle of the overflow