Delighted by the presence,
Of something that is new.
I wonder if it’s possible,
To feel as if I’m two.
No, I am no fool,
I know the deal.
The deal to forget,
To feel.
When was the last time,
you were true?
No, not to me,
But to the inner you.
The day we closed our eyes,
The day we went to sleep,
The day that dreams,
Could only make us weep.
Good news,
Awakening is coming.
Just focus for a glimpse,
Of each and every day.
In it you’ll find,
What you have missed for years.
The cheerfulness,
That made you play.