Is what I feel, what I see
Just a delusion of reality?
Is all I see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Dreams I can control,
At least the ones that don't come true.
Am I really in control of this world,
Or is it in control of me?
Just a delusion of reality.
If delusion it is,
Then what is real?
Something I created, you say
And dreamscapes are what I create.
You think many love me,
I think many love you.
I am right, I hold the truth.
What they love isn't me
It's just a delusion of reality.
When you are loved
It is something real, solid, made of steel.
They have fought for you,
Not for me,
For I am just a delusion of their reality.
