How can you take from me
The thing i hold on to most?
This thing that i have made apart of me
The thing i have held close?
Beliefs intertwind with hopless dreams
This is what i have done to myself
Nothing is as it seems
As i strive to reach it on the highest shelf
It was placed there
By things unseen
I find it unfair
That i am to be denied my dream
Locked and caged
I yell with rage
The shelf gets higher
And i seem to be smaller
It's blocked from me
As i try hard to find
How much time has it been
since the powers that be have been so unkind.
Hopes are slashed and left at the door
My heart has smashed and i scream some more
My dreams are streaming as i bleed on the floor
Some unforeseen thing
That may cost me everything
Just to see how far i will go
And if i sink low
So low to leave everything behind
Is that such a hainouse crime?
To leave all of this and to be free like i want
Why do i hear laughter like a merciless taunt
Is what i seek so unfathomably insane?
That i must run past the cold and mundane
To reach the goal that i so seek
That dream that Dream! That i will hold to my cheek
To feel the warmth of my home again
It's where i belong,
And I shall start again
A new life for me, filled with joy and promise
But alas i can find no consolance
Is this dream all real?
Something that i can see, can feel?
Or is it merely a fantasy
I have made in pure loonacy
Just so i don't feel so alone in this world
Things have shown, to be real and Oh! how my head twirled.
How do i find them?
I feel alive again
To finally reach my dream
And be with those things, unseen
being able to say....
This is real
My home i now feel
And i shall stay
Forever
in this bed of flowers
For i am not dead
but alive in what i believed
In what i had dreamed.
I open my eyes
And to my dismay
I sit up and cry
I couldn't stay
Within my dream...
The thing i hold on to most?
This thing that i have made apart of me
The thing i have held close?
Beliefs intertwind with hopless dreams
This is what i have done to myself
Nothing is as it seems
As i strive to reach it on the highest shelf
It was placed there
By things unseen
I find it unfair
That i am to be denied my dream
Locked and caged
I yell with rage
The shelf gets higher
And i seem to be smaller
It's blocked from me
As i try hard to find
How much time has it been
since the powers that be have been so unkind.
Hopes are slashed and left at the door
My heart has smashed and i scream some more
My dreams are streaming as i bleed on the floor
Some unforeseen thing
That may cost me everything
Just to see how far i will go
And if i sink low
So low to leave everything behind
Is that such a hainouse crime?
To leave all of this and to be free like i want
Why do i hear laughter like a merciless taunt
Is what i seek so unfathomably insane?
That i must run past the cold and mundane
To reach the goal that i so seek
That dream that Dream! That i will hold to my cheek
To feel the warmth of my home again
It's where i belong,
And I shall start again
A new life for me, filled with joy and promise
But alas i can find no consolance
Is this dream all real?
Something that i can see, can feel?
Or is it merely a fantasy
I have made in pure loonacy
Just so i don't feel so alone in this world
Things have shown, to be real and Oh! how my head twirled.
How do i find them?
I feel alive again
To finally reach my dream
And be with those things, unseen
being able to say....
This is real
My home i now feel
And i shall stay
Forever
in this bed of flowers
For i am not dead
but alive in what i believed
In what i had dreamed.
I open my eyes
And to my dismay
I sit up and cry
I couldn't stay
Within my dream...
