Thought the light is a thunder Thought the light is a stream Thought the light will go under in my Thought the line is a humbler Thought the line is in green Thought the line will go under in my Dreams I'm in A sip of milk Dreams they spin Their own things Dreams like sin Early will Dreams they spin, spin Thought that I'm so much stronger Thought that I'm standing still Thought that I will go under in my Thought that might is no longer Thought the sight isn't real Thought to fight this going under, in my Dreams I'm in A sip of milk Dreams they spin Their own things Dreams like sin Early will Dreams they spin, spin Thought that I'm so much stronger Thought the sight isn't real