At the Dream’s Door

Oh please... please... do not forget me
I dread to think I'll cease to exist
Please, please... do not discard me
I know somehow I shall persist
‘Cause I cannot hatch into that
Ominous barren land
Where you rid of all the things
That your mind has banned
Will I emerge as butterfly
Into the vibrant daylight?
Or am I doomed to be the moth
As colourless as before?
Just like a thought that dies
At the dreams door
So grab me
You know I'm not meant to last
Then plot me
And make me live
So grab me
You know I'm not meant to last
Then plot me
And make me live
´Cause I cannot stay within
This motionless netherworld
Within my chrysalis cold
Like a thought that dies
At the dreams door
That dies at the dreams door
I could have been all that I’m not anymore
So grab me
You know I’m not meant to last
Then plot me and make me live
So please... please... do not forget me!