In sleep you'll find your impossible escape
A sideways door or a windowless drape.
You'll turn the knob to find it locked.
You'll shift the cloth just to find it blocked.
With the blink of an eye you're gone,
to reality you've returned.
Through narrow sight intrudes the dawn
leaves a feeling to be yearned.
From travel through space to holding a broom
reality was meant for suckers and fools
Bound to the ground, locked in a room
you're left no escape in rules.