In my sleep I wish to stay.
Thoughts of days to come exist as tangible as you and I in my realm;
Everything I see is in my palm, a creator of sorts.
Though not always, in here my emotions are tame.
As noticeable as a dime among coins my realm is; yet its value is felt in its absence!

In my sleep I wish to stay,
Sun ever shining til day comes when it can't.
Everything I see is in my palm, a creator of sorts.
Yet at times the realm is taken from me, knowing it may not always be mine I build ever so carefully. A world I call my own in a realm whose strings I control

In my sleep I wish to remain.
If I could live in my...