I sat staring at the blank wall
Woven dreams, at my threshold
Woven dreams, at my threshold
A pen in hand, hundred thoughts at work
As the life I knew, I give up.
The pen in your hand is what your dreams are.
The thoughts vying to cross that threshold and bloom into life.
The life that you just gave up.
Along the corridors I walk by,
Along the sands of time.
A leap of faith, a baby step,
As the life I knew, I give up.
The corridors hold the key to your memories.
The sands of time with our footsteps.
If you look you may not leap..
Leap into the life unknown.
Bound in the blind prisons of reality
My eyes reach out far seeking freedom
Repressed fantasies compel me to have trust
As the life I knew, I give up.
Take a step, find a key. A key to your reality.
Freedom is close, not that far.
Its an illusion of your fantasy.
The fantasy of a life you just gave up.
And I drift away to yesterday
To a life I'd never have again.
For tomorrow, my past, I close shut
As the life I knew, I give up.
And the life I knew, I give up.
Why drift into the past? You've lived it long enough.
Its a life that has lived you well enough.
Bask in the sunshine of today, not in the shadows of what could be.
Coz what will be, will be. Even if the life you knew, you give up.
Even if the life you knew, you give up.
