The sun goes down
And falls in place
With the beautiful sound
Of the moving train
It makes me sad
And I'm not aware
Of how this peaceful view
Brings me this much despair!
And I'm catching a bee
In between my hands
In this part of the dream
I don't understand...
I'm catching a bee
In between my hands
And it's part of the dream
I don't understand!
Can't touch anything
Everything disappears
A waking life
Made up fully of dreams
A constant illusion
Of me walking
That keeps me in place
Prevents me from talking!
And I'm catching a bee
In between my hands
I can't stop dreaming
I don't understand
I talk to a bee
Inside my brain
So nothing makes sense
I'm going insane
The sun goes down
And falls in place
With beautiful sounds
A smile on my face
I think I'm happy
The sun hits my eyes
In beautiful patterns
Take me by surprise!
Life is good
And bees are flying
I guess I'll forget
No reason for trying
Life seems good
But bees are dying
I guess I'll forget
My only desire