Vivid
Awakening Dreams: The Fulcrum's Vivid Symphony
Lyrics
Wake up, still half asleep
Feeling groggy upon waking up
Where was I, vivid dream
Recalling a vivid dream
Golden spire, heavenly
Describing a dream with a golden spire and heavenly elements
Lucid trees, drawing me
Mentioning lucid trees that captivate the dreamer
Sometimes I forget, what I came here to do
Expressing occasional forgetfulness about one's purpose
It's forged in the deep, hidden from my view
Suggesting that the purpose is obscured or hidden deeply
Hidden from my view
Reiterating the hidden nature of the purpose
Labyrinth of doubt, circuitous task
Describing a confusing maze of doubt and complex tasks
Eluding the truth, slipped out of my grasp
Indicating the evasion of truth, slipping away from understanding
Must feel full, sometime in my life,
Expressing the need to feel fulfilled at some point in life
Built from fumes, dispersed through night
Describing the construction of life from fleeting moments
Faded stills, warped through time
Referring to fading memories distorted by time
Echoes etched, into my life
Noting echoes that have left a lasting impact on life
Sometimes I forget, what I came here to do
Reiterating occasional forgetfulness about the purpose
It's forged in the deep, hidden from my view
Emphasizing the deep and hidden nature of the purpose
Hidden from my view
Reiterating the hidden aspect of the purpose
Labyrinth of doubt, circuitous task
Describing a labyrinth of doubt and intricate tasks
Eluding the truth, slipped out of my grasp
Highlighting the challenge of grasping the elusive truth
The sun rose up, over the golden hills
Depicting the sunrise over golden hills
It glazed the treetops and warmed me with It's will
Illustrating the sun's positive influence on the environment
I forgot about myself, and I felt alive
Experiencing a moment of forgetting oneself and feeling alive
I forgot about myself, I was freedom's child
Embracing a sense of freedom and self-discovery
The sun rose up, over the golden hills
Repeating the sunrise imagery over golden hills
It glazed the treetops and warmed me with It's will
Reiterating the positive impact of the sun on surroundings
I forgot about myself, and I felt alive
Repeating the theme of forgetting oneself and feeling alive
I forgot about myself, I was freedom's child
Affirming the feeling of being freedom's child
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