Awaking From Stupor
Eyes wide opened towards the light
Day is high and sun is bright
And the feeling's great mystery
Is still fresh in my memory
Heaven's touch in a state of dream
Like soaring high on skyline seam
But forever, I just can't dine
In the solace of black sweet wine
Time has come for dreams to be real
To brave the hurt of pain I feel
Bondage heaven can't give a gain
Just an escape from the pouring rain
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