When you fall asleep, when it's dark at night,
That's the time where your imagination ignites,
On the sight of a delightful pull away from reality,
where the glass is full of the emptiness of space
or the taste of bass or of a lover's embrace,
chase the rainbow to another place,
through the driving snow, or the charging heat below,
enlarged by your already anime eyes,
surprised by orange and purple skies,
advised by your wise guy left side,
to take a break and open up your little eyes.
You say your goodbyes and good mornings,
But just be warned
As soon as they appear,
they're all erased,
replaced by imperfection
or what is called 'being awake'.
As soon as they appear,
they all burst at the seams,
Good morning, good morning,
good night dreams.
There was this one time, I was sailing on a ship,
20 knots towards the rocks, there was no way we could stop it.
I took the stuck fast rotor from the gnarly, scurvy man,
And steered the floating there far away from the jagged rocks and land,
Good night dreams, good night dreams.
Another night, I caught a sight, rubbed my eyes to see if I was right,
Of a frightened looking leopard, dripping head to toe in white,
Painted by disordering at birth, now treated like a stranger to this earth.
I gave him a pat on the head and turned into a human instead.
I said, while you're living for the next six seconds, until imagination progresses,
Go to sleep and dream,
Creative time that all humans can be in, rest on this pillow and soon you be begin,
Let your mind throw shivers down your spine, dream, dream of second life mankind.
Good night dreams, good night dreams.
Good night dreams, good night dreams.
As soon as they appear,
they're all erased,
replaced by imperfection
or what is called 'being awake'.
As soon as they appear,
they all burst at the seams,
Good morning, good morning,
Good morning, good night dreams.
That's the time where your imagination ignites,
On the sight of a delightful pull away from reality,
where the glass is full of the emptiness of space
or the taste of bass or of a lover's embrace,
chase the rainbow to another place,
through the driving snow, or the charging heat below,
enlarged by your already anime eyes,
surprised by orange and purple skies,
advised by your wise guy left side,
to take a break and open up your little eyes.
You say your goodbyes and good mornings,
But just be warned
As soon as they appear,
they're all erased,
replaced by imperfection
or what is called 'being awake'.
As soon as they appear,
they all burst at the seams,
Good morning, good morning,
good night dreams.
There was this one time, I was sailing on a ship,
20 knots towards the rocks, there was no way we could stop it.
I took the stuck fast rotor from the gnarly, scurvy man,
And steered the floating there far away from the jagged rocks and land,
Good night dreams, good night dreams.
Another night, I caught a sight, rubbed my eyes to see if I was right,
Of a frightened looking leopard, dripping head to toe in white,
Painted by disordering at birth, now treated like a stranger to this earth.
I gave him a pat on the head and turned into a human instead.
I said, while you're living for the next six seconds, until imagination progresses,
Go to sleep and dream,
Creative time that all humans can be in, rest on this pillow and soon you be begin,
Let your mind throw shivers down your spine, dream, dream of second life mankind.
Good night dreams, good night dreams.
Good night dreams, good night dreams.
As soon as they appear,
they're all erased,
replaced by imperfection
or what is called 'being awake'.
As soon as they appear,
they all burst at the seams,
Good morning, good morning,
Good morning, good night dreams.