i m wide awake and it s still moving in my head all these questions that i have from all the rooms that i have left little children have a way of loving hard until they don t growing old is getting older every minute that i come to know i m waiting for my conscience calling listening to hear me talking slowing down the rate of motion focusing inside an ocean catching myself falling over looking backwards seeing no one walking through this lucid dream again and i can t stop dreaming and i can t stop dreaming yeah sometimes i just start to forget it i let it fade out for a second and then it comes back and it s a whirlwind tearing up inside of me i never succeed to explain it the words they escape me in it never ever leaving what was long ago planted in my brain it stays it just waiting for my conscience calling listening to hear me talking slowing down the rate of motion focusing inside an ocean catching myself falling over looking backwards seeing no one walking through this lucid dream again yeah and i can t stop dreaming and i can t stop dreaming all the changes but still every things the same there s this world that can t withstain so there s a purpose in our pain it s calling me inside my heart from whence i came looking down over my shoulder i feel it falling down again like i m just  waiting for my conscience calling listening to hear me talking slowing down the rate of motion focusing inside an ocean catching myself falling over looking backwards seeing no one walking through this lucid dream again well i m waiting for my conscience calling now slowing down the rate of motion rate of motion and i ve been holding on to what is gone to what is gone to what i lost through this lucid dream again