A dreamer is me

Pigs fly
 Behind closed eyes
As time rolls by
          Like waves:

Crashing amongst the bank
 Without leaving scars
Deep rough wounds
          Then bleeding out like tears

The world spins
 But slow enough
To watch the world go by
          With your naked Eye

Oh I believe 
 That nothing is true
Or truly how it seems 
          I guess that makes me a dreamer
 
                 A dreamer is me