Dreamer Deceiver

Standing by my window, breathing summer breeze. Saw a figure floating, 'neath the willow trees. Asked us if we were happy, we said we didn't know. Took us by the hands and up we go. We followed the dreamer through the purple hazy clouds. He could control our sense of time. We thought we were lost but no matter how we tried. Everyone was in peace of mind. We felt the sensations drift inside our frames. Finding complete contentment there. All the tensions that hurt us in the past. Just seemed to vanish in thin air. He said in the cosmos is a single sonic sound that is vibrating constantly. If we could grip and hold on to the note, we would see our minds were free. Oh they're free! We are lost above, floating way up high. If you think you can find a way, you can surely try.