Flatlining

I'm drifting slowly into another universe.
The radio keeps playing songs about fire, water, and death.
It's not raining. It's pouring.
I think there's gonna be a fire tonight.

I keep having a beautiful dream filled with blue and purple swirls.
We're the white mist of spirits.
Until the end of time.

I can't get my thoughts in order.
I keep looking for a message in the words but I can't listen anymore.
I just wanted to feel a little different.

What do we do when we're all out of stories?
When the energy to make new ones leaves our worn and weary bodies?
then all we want is a good night's sleep that lasts.

I'll search every single star to find you.
Then we'll search the stars together.
We'll fill our books and watch the sands of the hourglass empty into space.

There I go daydreaming again.
Looking for an answer in magic.
Fantasy defined isn't what I want to believe.

I'll create the world I want to live in.
The places I want to go aren't real.
I'll meet you there if you can follow.

Peace is the feeling when we're intertwined.
Love is the prescription.
Let's play doctor and watch you can watch me flatline.