We all scratch at the walls,
Trying to get some kind of grip,
In hopes of finding our way out of the fog,
And have our eyes be graced by the vivid brightness,
The beauty that lies outside the boundaries.
This docile valley struggles to breathe,
Void of reality,
And complexed by depression,
The water still rises just as a string section,
This music for the first time has hit my ears,
This never changing life,
I must erase,
Determination gleaming in my eyes like tears,
I believe this is the first time I've seen my real face,
Please believe,
Let your true colors be your guide,
For you are the only resident of your mind,
Together lets escape these still waters,
Let this current flow no more,
Turn out it's light and shut the door.
Trying to get some kind of grip,
In hopes of finding our way out of the fog,
And have our eyes be graced by the vivid brightness,
The beauty that lies outside the boundaries.
This docile valley struggles to breathe,
Void of reality,
And complexed by depression,
The water still rises just as a string section,
This music for the first time has hit my ears,
This never changing life,
I must erase,
Determination gleaming in my eyes like tears,
I believe this is the first time I've seen my real face,
Please believe,
Let your true colors be your guide,
For you are the only resident of your mind,
Together lets escape these still waters,
Let this current flow no more,
Turn out it's light and shut the door.