I see what is not seen
I breathe another air
I do not know reality
versus what is really there

Sometimes my eyes go blurry
but my vision still remains
two images before me
both are real
but one's insane

words are muted
sound is gone
but a new sensation
rages on

And if I speak
my words will stain
and leave an imprint
on my brain

but if you hear me
years from now
a voice from now shall ring

and every word I'll ever say
or ever said or sang
will be foretold in side a dream
That was pushed away for vain

Silence befriended
all my past
And all those mysteries
That left me crying in the night
Of untold prophecies