Nightmare Air Escape
Lucid dreams something you see, something is there but not really
I'll carve a mountain in the sky, peek thought the clouds to sunshine
Memory remember the feeling
I cannot escape
And the time it is now use the motion
I cannot escape
Hands of gold will fall down to the ocean
I cannot escape
A little dust stuck on the lens won't harm the view in the end
A little salt in the wound, oh fantasy don't make a joke of me
The sun will burn a man alive in time
