The solidity of death

The lucidity of life

The recreation of a dreamers thoughts

The end of human strife

All designed with lack of reason

By the ones who took our hands

All the oceans waves and breezes 

Wipe away the sands

A blank slate 

In a blank thought

Stuck between a rock

And a hard spot

Its hard to stop we know this now

The train’s still rambling on non stop

Off this cliff we know somehow 

Of the impending drop

And words that are not needed here

To speak of just this basic fear

Leave us quick 

Leave us now

We are the many 

We are the proud 

We are the few 

Never the brave

The ones in love

And the one insane

Lets us go 

With our heads held high

Drowning in the beautiful illusion of love

Till we die