Early Birds Worms

Nightfall calls and some fall fast asleep I lay awake What are dreams really made of? If i stay awake for days the nights become a maze and making my way through feels surreal My mind bends and along with it all of reality I feel my most powerful with a pen in my hand at 3 am Nobody around to tell me a thing My imagination free to reimagine Everything in existence Cities crumble, their infrastructure being torn apart piece by piece And a whole new world coming together in moments Rome wasn't built in a day But my feelings for you were and they are just as grand in my mind I knew you before i met you Thought of you often before our lips ever met Even now they've only met in my mind in the still of night Under the moon everything is mine and for a lil while now You're the only thing i've dreamed of