Somebody visted me in my sleep last night
I thought I was trippin’
But I remember it to clearly
I was forced up and we just stared at each other
But this was not a man
I wasn’t familiar with who was standing before me
His face resembled the way light moves
Or the spots you get in your eye sight
After staring at lights for too long and blinking
The wrinkles on his skin formed in such an unfamiliar way
I feel back into deep slumber
And woke up and couldn’t remember
But then I went for a drive
And the light of the sun in my eyes
Brought back the lights from last night

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