Dreamers

In My Coma

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I live inside the truth,
Where I shape the square from you.
I run with a loaded gun,
And now I'm a fearless son.

I know the world can make the dreamers fade away,
I wish that we could bring them back just for a day.
I'm a dreamer.

I find the truth defines me,
When the math can't find it.
I find that the mind divides,
Into a stranger life.