i never stop thinking

where do my thoughts go when i sleep?
where are my dreams when i finally wake?
it seems the both float away but if that's the case,
how come nightmares always stay?
mostly cold, an existence in latitude
side to side, beg for sky, yearning for altitude
come screaming back to the world,
die dreaming in the wind and daylight
i am the spot light,
cringing with crippling stage fright
just seconds now before i hit the ground
the ants are growing enormous,
my whole life flashed by, i see brilliant lights
but i just try to ignore it
i can feel their frantic eyes, red recording lights
i can see we're live
but i cant stay for long,
i feel the wind against my face,
the blue sky and the open space,
the world is such a beautiful place