in a darkened room

sun burned a hole in your eyes

afraid to leave the tomb

afraid to look at the sky

you will be waking soon

come on and open your eyes

you will be waking soon

come on see through the disguise



head in a grey balloon

waiting to witness a sign

head in a grey balloon

immune to passing of time

you will be waking soon

come on and open your eyes

you will be waking soon

come on see through the disguise



your hollow apathy

is not concerning me

stuck somewhere in-between

a dying wish and a dream

question philosophy

reject hypocrisy

stuck somewhere in-between

a dying wish and a dream



reaching out for something

something i cannot find

reaching out for someone

someone is left behind



your hollow apathy

is not concerning me

stuck somewhere in-between

a dying wish and a dream

question philosophy

reject hypocrisy

stuck somewhere inbetween

a dying wish and a dream



come on and open your eyes