At the Dream's Door - Priscilla Hernandez

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!