Dream

[Guitar]

eyes lay still
awkward beginnings to pleasant endings
a dream i long to feel,
is this whats expected?
is this what I choose?
I found your scent from the hallway,
traced it, but you were gone.
The clock ran dry, the minutes down the drain
And I'm left in a room with only shadows
If I took a picture,
it'd just melt and dissapear.
The songs I wrote, no longer here.
The groove is no longer in motion.
Maybe I should loosen the bolt,
maybe the surroundings will be bouncing.
I hope the details will appear clear,
I hit the lightswitch but it remained dark.
The sun will be up soon,
so it'll be allright.

[White Scorpion]

I hit the lightswitch but it remained dark.
This reminds me of a classic saying, something about a house that has all its lights on.