Will I wake up
Is it a dream I made up
No I guess it`s reality
What will chance us or will we mess up our only chance to connect with a dream
Say a prayer for me I`m buried by the sound
In a world of human wreckage
I`m lost and I`m found and I can`t touch the ground
I`m plowed into the sound
To see wide open with a head that`s broken
Hang a life on a tragedy
Plow me under the ground
That covers the message that is the seed
