Floating this way forever
Can't be good for my head
Up in the atmosphere
My mind wanders away from me
Dancing in a field as if in a fairy tale
A dress floating on the breeze
Flowers all in bloom
A laughter that can fill a room with joy
Or a widow sitting next to the window
Watching the rain tap on the pane
And the tree branches bend in the wind
A mother telling her kids to settle down
Driving home
Having a husband waiting at the door
Kids playing in the yard
While she drinks a glass of wine
Full of thought
Or a succubus
Traveling and breaking the hearts of those she meets
Playing a game of pretend
Till she gets bored
And leaves
Again and again
Maybe a villain with a power
Trying to prove to the world
That He is more than what he was told to be
By throwing it to chaos
Or as a famous artist
Drinking champagne at a big showcase
Talking to all the rich posh people
In a satin suit with a crystal trim
How long have i been floating
What is real
And what is
Just a daydream
Sometimes i can not tell
I cant remember the last time
I stepped foot on the ground
How does it feel to be stable
I wonder
