Have you ever woke at night, while tripping in your dream
The mild scent of confusion lurking in the hall
The spirits are already out there dancing in the woods
Singing songs and praises of the ancient souls.
Such a night indeed it was one night, when Awoke the young
forgotten child
The crackling of the fire was the only sound.
It's been a year and several months since lost his path,
fell to the wild
Long Since the animals disturbed his sleep at night.
Oh did you ever feel like he did, tormented by, As common as
it may be, the tastelessness and hollow of routine
There was no reason left, he had not met another warrior in
miles
while smoking tails still filled most of his dreams.
Chorus:
''And I'm almost out!'' I have no doubts, I only wish it
wasn't this...
Give me a dream to fall back on in case the shot is missed.
And help me find my way back up, this maze just wouldn't
end
I tried my best to heal your pains, those that are now mine
and yours to mend
And so the young forgotten child moved on, his horse and
sword behind
I guess he was indifferent now as I.
It may not be completely true, but rest assured that he was
through
You bet your ass, however, that he tried!
And so he walks on till this day, dreams he may one day find
his way
And green fields once again will fill his dreams.
Serenity and meaning, no more pointless flings or fleeing
Settled in his own convictions, you'd find grim.
Chorus:
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.