When yellow dreams are shattered
Like a broken string of satin pearls
And the eye sheds a silent tear
Like the first dew drop of the misty dawn
When hope disappears behind puffs of clouds
In the clear blue skies
And everything looks surreal
The unanswered prayers, the truth, the lies…

When yellow dreams fall apart
Like autumn leaves fallen in the woods
And ripples of despair drown mighty wishes
And a storm of unwieldy thoughts ruptures the soul
Like when a thousand and one rain drops
Pound on the unyielding icy cold floor
The heart longs to hear a reprise of unsung melodies
The resonance of crystal dreams crashing no more…

When yellow dreams seem to be obscure
Like when spinning on a swing, this way and that
Like when counting the tiny sparkles in the night sky
Like when taking the wrong turns on forbidden roads
Like when watching through the molten air above the bonfire
Like when trying to count speeding poles on a driveway
Like when walking through revolving doors in a hallway…

...It's time to wake up!