Late Night thoughts

Laying in your bed, pretty baked. Songs low and your mind runs wild with possibilities! What could come next? In this ever ending train of thoughts. First we are an hero of no comparison then we become a which in a swamp I'm lower Europe. Like really? I'm pretty sure that magic has to exists somewhere but in complete honesty I'm just very superstitious it is a way to believe in something fun. Something to dream about. You! Go find your thing to dream about.