| From the day my eyes first open | |
| Voices inside started speaking | |
| Lullabies like faded memories of an | |
| Eden in eternal spring | |
| Where at will colors reappear, where creation blooms in rejoice | |
| Dodging away its mourning mantle | |
| In horizon ablaze, the sun shone | |
| On those mourning themselves, slowly given back their senses | |
| Given courage to hold on longer and a goal to breathe for | |
| Desert traveler in a mirage welcome | |
| Feeling a presence, yearning for fairy hands | |
| To steer the dormant soul back to life again | |
| Remote heaven, like an island by all lines bypassed | |
| At times seen drifting in the horizon to disappear [Solo: Pat] | |
| A mere glimpse was enough to reopen the wound | |
| The awakening comes | |
| Sorrows held within all want out at once | |
| All day sleepwalking, daydreaming over a memory | |
| A star around which all thoughts revolve, | |
| Worlds feeding on its light, | |
| At times the dream comes to life, yet elusive remains | |
| Stars fell from the skies, by this marvel overthrown | |
| At last breathed life in; from mire, raised | |
| Reailty comes soiling illusions | |
| With its clouds the skies darken | |
| Flogged by the wind, howling heavenward | |
| To keep away storms marching in | |
| Halt the march of time, so winter won't come again | |
| Then the sleepwalking resumes, while the anima sleeps | |
| Chews its way to the core, worming within the domain of dreams | |
| Beckoning refuge, unti the worm wiggles in its sleep | |
| In lust for this life again, this constant cycle of hopes and despairs [Solo: Mat, Pat, Mat & Pat] |