Some people know the truth
But most people don't
I wish for un-dreams
A reality I can see
But dreams are elusive
And I'm easily fooled
I look into the universe
And tend to get immersed
Regression - Always touching me
Regression - Pulling me back
Regression - Pulling my sleeve
Regression
Some people know some answers
But most people don't
I wish for a cushion
To soften up my falls
But life is so much harder
Than living inside walls
I try and climb toward heaven
And hope I never fall