I have walking through this piece of dreamland
When everyone is like a twist in the mist
Nobody ever protected
Even though the spirit is there to lead the journey
Echoing just outside the windows of my soul
Is it just me?
Talking to whomever I’m waiting from the outside?
Or just me ignoring the fact when the oblivious thing doesn’t exist?
All is really leading to some choices
Although we already keep in our little thing deep in our hearts
What do we wanted?
What do this existence is for?
And...
What do our choice that will mirror to our entire act?
Slowly the resemblance will be dominating
Instead of leading it’s lead to destruction
Speaking of truth that all along this journey
Only met with ignorance
The truth is nobody ever known
Until we stepped out from this dream that will always capturing every one of us.