Fictitious Streams

All original. All lyrics and vocals by me. I also recorded an egg shaker, which can be heard during one of the instrumental sections.

This is part of my progressive rock album that also contains "Thoughts Amassing" and "First Intermission". This will be the 6th song, before the final song (Thoughts Amassing). Sorry that I am not finishing them in the correct order. You will just have to arrange them once they are all complete.

This is a song about how I love to sleep and dream, and how all dreams serve some purpose whether we understand it or not. This topic, along with the partly symphonic sound of the music, might remind you of my old "Dream Saga Symphony" project. It is especially symphonic towards the end. The final section actually comes from a composition I made when I was about 16 years old. Now I finally decided to use it in one of my official songs, because it seemed like a good way to end this piece. Then the last step was the lyrics. I wrote most of them after the music was finished.

Lyrics:

Sometimes I'm overwhelmed
in dreams of heavenly delight
Floating through these perfect realms
is how I wish to spend my nights
But even nightmares offer
an escape from all the same old things
When dreams are unpredictable
there are no plans and no routines

Just aimless simulations
with great imagination
Just innocent meandering
to unexplored locations
As if I was much younger
filled with a sense of wonder
Amid a grand and massive land
My own mind pulls me under...

The illusion, artificial and synthetic
Crafted and contrived by some hidden part of me

All senses heightened here
Emotions clearer, more awake
No need to be frightened here
Where every feature is a fake
And even when my darkest fears
assemble on the battlefield
The war is insignificant
Reality will be my shield

The scheme is truly gentle
No dream is detrimental
When puzzle pieces fall in place
is it coincidental?
The mystery is blinding
But answers are unwinding
Becoming clear as I draw near
Unravel as I'm finding...

The illusion, artificial and synthetic
Crafted and contrived by some hidden part of me

We sleep for one third of our lives
But that doesn't seem like enough to me
I want that fraction increased
I'll sleep for one half at least

I just want to sleep
I've sowed, now I'll reap, and I'll
walk along fictitious streams, I'll
live another life in dreams, with
youth and innocence redeemed I'll
find a purely perfect dream

Thanks for listening! As always, I would love to hear your most honest opinions.

The picture is from google.