Between Sleeping and Dreaming کے بول

I saw the world was turning the guilt inside was yearning i put my hand into the vision pit and drew between sleeping and dreaming i woke up, more or less, before my vision quest between wanting and needing my eyes so tired, my vision blurred is this that place where i have returned? i'm kneeling i'm reeling a witness of solitude the honour and the virtue gone just tears that kiss the hungry stone i bought the starving food i ended wars and moved between sleeping and dreaming i flew to orpheus i found i'd turned to dust between morning and evening my head so full, my hearing gone shut in the dark i was not so alone i'm praying i'm waiting forgiveness, in excess; hope within these walls no window frame just bars that lock in all of this pain i put my thoughts into the vision pit i knew between sleeping and dreaming if this is paradise i've lived another life between staying and leaving... ...between wanting and needing between morning and evening between sleeping and dreaming...