Everybody has a dream
of things that never are to be.
It’s like a movie turning on.
A picture of illusions.

Before we know it has been gone.
We knew that picture… was it wrong?
We needed ground beneath our feet.
Not mirrors of illusions.

It’s sometimes that we fly to high
and fall from ladders in the sky.
This way we always kill our dreams
in mirrors of illusions.

And maybe when you look in there,
you think the same, as I do here.
Brake every mirror on the wall.
Think real… forget Illusions…

Aqua1955