I find that I live
In a world of exquisite beauty
In a world of dreams
Inside the sweet perfection of meaning

The blurred lines of reality
They stir up emotions
Inside or outside
It makes life worth living

I step over or under those lines
I find them fascinating and invigorating
I see perfect symmetry
In everything and nothing 

When I let go
I feel complete
I can taste perfect freedom
I can see the world as one