enveloped in a sentiment,
a sound that rushes over me.
engage an impulse to pretend
I have a faith as pure.
not forgetting what it means to dream.
indulging everything.
entertaining thoughts that I’ve the strength
of those I yearn to be.
cheers and tribute greet the saviors.
reckless thoughts survive.
anachronistic and impulsive.

and what will happen? will I dream?
I am too scared to close my eyes.
for a second please hold me.
none can change in me these things that I believe.
but I don’t know what happens now.
I am too scared to close my eyes.

(c) vnv nation 1999

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