Turn up the volume

My life is at medium

I can't to seem to hear myself dream

I might also need glasses

Because I can't seem to focus

I could see the path so clearly

Now it's all a blur

My taste for life's fruit has gone sour

It all smells stale

I feels like forever since I've beheld love in my heart

So intangible
So ethereal

Like waking from a dream it fades with time