Disjointed
By Josh Rittenhouse

In my dreams there are so many doors to open.
In your dreams we danced a dance of endless tragedy.
In their dreams they can rise above. Rise above...
In my, in your, in our dreams.....

I wake up to another lonely day...
You wake up in that same old fashioned way.
They wake up to the sounds of life calling for them.....
I wake, you wake, we wake up from the dreams......

And the way that we see it is perfect.
And the way that we feel can't be wrong.
And the paths that we take are just circles of folly,
to be undone at their touch.....

You dance, I dance, we dance with another...
I eat, I sleep, I do all these things, so alone......
And at night, I dream...