Collecting all my stones To build my castle Where all my fairytales Were meant to come true
But oh Life grew instead Stones turned to ash Ash turns to dust Slipped through my hands I've lost the feeling I must stop indulging In these fairytales
There has to be Something real In my own fairytale But all that's left In my castle Is a foundation of Broken glass
But oh Life is too real Wine turns to blood Blood turns to pour Right through my veins I've lost the feeling I must stop indulging In these fairytales
Deeper and deeper in time Fairytales start to fall apart Deeper and deeper in time Dreams become my own sacrifice Deeper and deeper in time Soles of my feet begin to bleed Deeper and deeper in time I'll learn regret Only the oceans will ever know When the tide began Only the tide Knows where the sand is Only time will tell me When it's alright To stay inside My fairytale My one true place My saving grace
Collecting all my stones To build my castle Where all my fairytales Were meant to come true