Last night I had a very strange dream I can not tell it's meaning for sure, but it felt so real I was walking through the fields of silver and gold A very narrow path which looked familliar and old And then I climbed the ladder straight into the sky I was on the top of the world but something was missing. I don't know why So after I woke up and took a look in my window I realised that deep inside I hear a silent cry: "Why walking throught the path when you can choose your own direction? Why climbing the ladder when you can spread your wings and fly? Define your own rules and restrictions This is the only way you can feel yourself alive Time! To! Wake! Up!
Today I'll bury All my passions I'm ready to rewrite this chapter Close the book and drop it down There is no sign! No sign of what I should have been What I pretended when I was so young
Is this what they call "real life"? Is this what you wanted to be? Why don't we break the custom? Oh! Why don't you set yourself free?