Save Your Savor, Savior

The final illusion of sinking souls
Is that we're sinking in an illusion.
It could all be perfectly real, you know,
As it seems, despite our limitations.

Yes, we fantasize escape to the end,
And that fantasy gets called illusion,
But we know our escape is guaranteed.
It's the escape we dream of escaping,

And prismatic prisons of illusions
From which we could escape we've been dreaming
As real. It's all real. Dreams are physical.
Sinking is something we actually do.