Endless Sleep

I woke up to a voice who said i had been dreaming...
 And i missed...
 i missed everything.
 Oh heaven please help me from falling back again.
 In hibernation, a century of loneliness.
 So i stay at home in my own world.
 And i kiss it all goodbye.
 Life never seemed so elegant but so trite.
 No love, no loss, there is only air.
 I feel no pain there is only here.
 But this shall be the end of endless sleep.
 I must stay awake.
 I only want to hear and see what i see.
 Why is this All that i can hold in my hands?
 All these phrases and voices buried in snow.