Strange is how i truly feel
When i watch the world outside
Everything appears unreal
With nowhere left to hide
When i was younger the light in my room
Would stay on with the light of the moon
Now the comfort i had in such things
Is broken and so are my wings
Afraid is what i truly am
Of nothing and all there is
Wouldn't help me if you gave a damn
Wouldn't bring me bliss
When i was younger the light in my room
Would stay on with the light of the moon
Now the comfort i had in such things
Is broken and so are my wings
