Scarred from ancient times
I dream of funny dreams that fade fast
No one tells the words
As we fall into the echoes
Haunting all the blind out in the night again
Walking through their funny eyes away
Breathe so soft and precious
As your hands reach for the sky
Dreaming though I'm endlessly away
Haunting all the blind out in the night again
Walking through their funny eyes away
Breathe so soft and precious
As my hands fade for my eyes
Dreaming though I'm endlessly away
So as I screamed I followed their eyes
Throw my heart away
Pushing through the rain
And pushed me down again
They've pushed me down in my trust
But then I'll trust them everywhere
In my bed
In the night
In a glare
In a perfect hold
A blinded faith
With blood red tears
As I put my trust in them
Then I would, might be
Crying for this