You open your eyes,
Yet you don't see,
You don't see who they think you to be.
If you open them wide,
You'll dream.

You listen with your ears,
Yet you don't hear,
You don't think the voice you hear is anywhere near.
If you listen a while,
You'll dream.

You reach with your hand,
Yet you don't grasp,
You don't grasp the the demand.
If you search for all of time,
You'll dream.

You taste with your tongue,
Yet you don't distinguish the flavor,
You don't taste the flavor that once stung.
If you forage reality,
You'll dream.

You smell through your nose,
Yet you don't detect the scent,
You don't smell the scent of foes.
If you open your eyes,
If you listen a while,
If you search for all of time,
If you forage reality,
You'll dream.