As I dozed off into dreamland. I experienced that sudden jolt or spasm one gets, I woke to a dark and cold place where the surreal lobby was. Eyes appeared on the walls with text drawn all over telling me to "Wake up." As my eyes adjusted to the dark I could make out that the place was like an abandoned and broken down place that's similar to the lobby. Looking to my left I see a lone figure stood in the hallway to my left. Unmoving yet you can tell it's someone or rather something perhaps.
Dreamcore always feels so lonely and lost in your own world, but maybe because it’s nostalgic and that’s my sense of nostalgia. It’s nice to hide in your own world
i love dreamcore, just the feeling of discomfort and familiarity it gives is just so intriguing to me. its hard to find images and songs that make me feel that same feeling i used to get, but this playlist was great :)
@@sigmabutthehalalone7563, well, you know, there's nothing wrong with politics. Also, there's nothing wrong with writing politically, at least as long as you haven't received a message from RU-vid administrators themselves telling you to stop writing such messages. So if you are not one of them (which I also strongly doubt you could be), then you can calm down and let other people write just as they please. So, I'm pretty sure, that RU-vid itself takes care of what happens on its site. It will definitely notify the user, if they do something illegal here, it is not the user's responsibility to watch and observe what other ones are doing here.
The first few minutes reminds me of late 90s/early 2000s NYC for some reason. There was a club in the east village that had some decent jazz and it was just down the street from our shoe box apartment
But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? We were caught up and lost in all of our vices In your pose as the dust settled around us And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? Eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? Oh, oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? If you close your eyes
I remember when i had the most beautiful dream ever. I say this with absolutely every inch of my being when i say not one human, not even I, can ever comprehend its beauty. Dreams are a whole other plane of reality and everything in it that we experience just is so beyond the reality we face while awake that we simply just cant remember the extent of its beauty, but we wholly feel it.
