Systematic overload on this rhythm i overdose
Then slip into a comotose
Where my mind has a constant flow
Within the speeds of fast and slow
On things that i have yet to know
Now my mind strongly begins to blow
In sudden states high and low
In forms of flying from a bow
With things so good as winters snow
I find myself no avrage joe
Be this the fate that im bestowed
This dream of things that go and go
For now i go away
To see an even better day
I sleep and thoughts are so gay
As weather in the middle may
In this land im never prey
And my happy thoughts dont stray
From me in this place i lay
In timeless time my mind can stay
Till i arise for a better day
