A dream in a jar. A memory scar. Though trapped in a frame. Not one day the same. I fell and I weep. 'til I'm too tired to sleep. And I ask permission to land.
A dream in a jar. A memory scar. Though trapped in a frame. Not one day the same. I fell and I weep. 'til I'm too tired to sleep. And I ask permission to land.
Dive in with me. I've got dust on my feet. I've got guilt on my hands. I need to get myself a second chance. . Dive in with me. I got mud to my knees.
How hard can it be. To have and to keep. What everyone has. I walk in the streets. The beautiful meet. They're starting to laugh. . I know too much. I've seen too much.
In came the light,. It swallowed me whole. Melted the tracks in the snow. To leave room for the new. To leave room for the new. . In came the light. And we started to glow.
Give me an invitation more than a guess. Give me a sign if only one single breath. I'll give you an empty page. This is the time and place. . What kind of truth lives in the absence of trust?.