Alive, yet swearing death
Dream so real, must be awake
Knowing not where I am
Trading my safety for helplessness
Drift in and out, turning back inside
Looking out through new eyes
Where have you taken me?
Buried my life so I could never return?
Recognizable faces turn to obscurity
New world outlook makes it all so clear
A clean blindness
Lead me!
You made me anew! Take care of this burden!
I take my hands away from my face
Ah. This is sight. This is clarity. |