When I sing, and as the audience watches,

I hope they know- ‘‘that’s the story he wants to tell”

Make them feel the emotions

that I want to deliver and share

I had a dream once

As usual, I got on the stage

with a mic in my hand

Then, all the cheers, gazes,

and lighting suddenly all disappeared

As I thought to myself, ‘what’s happening …?’,

I dropped my mic

Ever since I was little,

it was my dream to become a singer

It still doesn’t feel real yet

and it all seems like a dream

I'm going to do my best,

appreciate each day,

and do well

I’ll do it well

Where am I heading?

It was a dream without a form,

but frankly I don’t remember it well

It was a dream consisting only of colors

Colors filled the dream

It was as if they were dancing

and felt like

I was connecting with these warm lights

REM ON

LUCAS is connecting the machine labelled ‘dream’

LUCAS enters the deeper dimensions of the dream

I saw waves in the dream

It moved the bottom of my heart

"In a night, or in a day,"

"In a vision, or in none,"

"Is it therefore the less gone?"

"All that we see or seem"

"Is but a dream within a dream."

I feel the most connected when I’m

having a conversation with someone

Or maybe,

when we have something in common

Or when we are making eye contact

Making eye contact is something very special

I think when that happens

there’s a small magic that happens

in between each eye contact