In the name of sleep,
These dreams will be kept alive.
When the chase has halted,
Something wrong has arrived.
But what else is to be done?
So pauses, but never stops.
Even when the light is red; the sign is an octagon.
Even when fear stands in the middle of this dark, lonely road
Hinged to this potential
Lost in this dream, I am.
But you will never catch me sleeping.
I’m always working on something.