There's a hole at the end of the tunnel,
There's a well at the end of the stream,
There's a smile at the end of a struggle, But there's no place for me to be.
May I suggest that you rise from your ashes?
May I remind you that we were born weak?
May I speak to you in a tone so blue, that your eyes sparkle like midnight?
Because birds can swim and fish can fly,
Follow the dark at the end of the light,
Monsters exist, and everyone lies,
Why don't you sleep to this sad lullaby?
I'm lost and afraid,
I can't find my way,
There's no room for me,
Where do all the sleepless go to sleep?
There's a heart beat that can beat faster,
Than the words you speak.
There's a lot of people in my waking dreams,
But there's no room for me.
To be.
