Verse 1: In a dreamscape where the skies are soft and light, A floating castle rises, baroque in its might. Violin strings whisper, melodies take flight, Creatures dance and play, lost in the night. Chorus: In the realm of dreams, where fantasy is real, Music fills the air, and hearts begin to heal. Floating on a cloud, in a world surreal, We find our truth, in the notes we feel. Verse 2: Ethereal clouds part, revealing hidden faces, Figures from the mist, in enchanted places. Dawn or dusk, the sky, a canvas of embraces, Reflections in the water, time and space erases. Chorus: In the realm of dreams, where fantasy is real, Music fills the air, and hearts begin to heal. Floating on a cloud, in a world surreal, We find our truth, in the notes we feel. Bridge: Towering rocks frame the scene, a silent guard, Protecting the magic, in this world so marred. Instruments and voices, a symphony so charred, Yet in this surreal dream, we find our hearts unbarred. Chorus: In the realm of dreams, where fantasy is real, Music fills the air, and hearts begin to heal. Floating on a cloud, in a world surreal, We find our truth, in the notes we feel. Outro: As the music fades, and the dreamscape starts to wane, We carry the melody, through sunshine and rain. In the surreal world, where we broke the chain, We found our harmony, in the midst of the refrain.
