Sitting silently
I can see but don't believe
What's in front of me
Who's life am I living?
Who could have painted this dark picture
That I sit before?
Oh, that it were just a picture here
And nothing more
I see before me what I feared the most
You've changed the future
Asking questions that I thought I knew
You changed the answer
For you I'm calling out
For you I'm falling down
As my sense returns
Realizing I was wrong
Knowing fully what has happed here
I must go on
Take this picture that you've painted
And my life alone
Take this nightmare and make
Dreams and art of your own
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