“Those who lose dreaming are lost” Aboriginal proverb
I feel like some things need to be said And I hate my self for not been able to pull them out of my head Like a painter blind to all colors I am restrained And the vision I am reaching for slowly fades
I have lost the sound of the world that surrounds me Am I dreaming? And my dreams are now washed away Am I breathing?
Sometimes I wonder If this is the right path I have chosen Directionless I Why do I always follow the coward’s path?
Would you like to see the things through my perspective? My whole reality, all the things I see and feel? (Well!? Tell me??) Why can’t I change this? (Do you like what you see?) I want to rearrange things! (Sometimes I don’t want to be me!)
I have lost the sound of the world that surrounds me Am I dreaming? And my dreams are now washed away Am I breathing?
I’ve felt life disappearing I’ve seen things come to an end Loosing ground beneath my feet Never thought that I could fall so deep Strangely, it feels like I’m falling Now I see I’m falling...
I have lost the sound of the world that surrounds me Am I dreaming? And my dreams are now washed away Am I breathing?
I am lost in the world of broken dreams And pain slowly shatters me...