This all a dream back then;
a part of wishes sent,
a breathing soul back when;
reality's not meant;
but then this future's been
not wicked but half-bent;
how's twisted mind been in
have they sufficed their rent;
have this gone wide-open;
or secrets just have spread;
how shall I keep holdin',
if breaking's all I did;
I shall depart;
be my own mess;
I've been apart
for quite long since;
and only have proven
inside's my only best;
how long have I woken
to fail this single test;
I shall depart;
I shall confess;
I've been apart;
for quite long since.
