Out there. Out so far I know you can't see. Oh, so close, so close you can't see. They are living their lives just to crucify me. . In here. I wonder what the meaning could be.
I think I can remember of a picture in my eyes. Something of dreams that was taken away. I'm trying to remember. Through my clouded dull and restless mind.
I find it difficult to think. When I'm shaking this much. Why don't you try to understand?. If you understand so much. . I've been awake. I've been awake for so long.
You are a lonely child, nobody prays for you. Sadly, faces will remind. That you're not real anymore. Shadow, sleep softly, dreams will fill your mind.
Good morning, gray. Replace me for another day. And fill my time. So all that's here cannot remind. . World and me. Tend to somewhat disagree. You and I.
I'm a minstrel strolling through your garden. There's a place I ran free as a child. There's my face of innocent reflection. Living in the water and the sound.