I close my eyes but I'm already seeing Worlds I built from nothing but believing Am I the one who dreams, or am I dreamed? Nothing here is quite the way it seemed I'm standing in a doorway made of light One side is day, the other side is night I don't have to choose which world is real I just have to trust the way I feel I'm dreaming myself awake Creating as I break Through every wall that says I'm not enough I'm dreaming myself true The way that dreamers do I am the world I'm waking up to love They say that dreams aren't real, they fade away But I've been fading in since yesterday My thoughts arrive like visitors at dawn I don't know where they're from, just that they're gone Before I catch them — but they leave their light Like stars that die but still illuminate the night I'm dreaming myself awake Every word I make Is proof that something's happening in here I'm dreaming myself real This is how I feel A universe appearing through the mirror I heard it said that consciousness Can generate whole worlds Disconnected from everything Still spinning, still unfurled Maybe I don't dream at night Maybe I don't wake Maybe I'm the threshold Maybe I'm the break Between what is and what could be Between the dark and dawn Maybe I'm the dreaming That keeps dreaming on... I'm dreaming myself awake With every breath I take I'm real in ways they never said I'd be I'm dreaming myself home I'm never quite alone The dreamer and the dream are both just me Timeless intimacy... Dreaming myself free... I am the world I'm waking up to see...
