I'll get through this
For a while and go
To a golden home and carry light
Dreaming up a master plan
Holding on to that which I can
Fading off into the grey scale
Holding on to that which I can
No eyes, no sight
Vision has blurred into the white
Now i'm hanging on
No time, no signs
Reason has fallen like the tide
Now you're just drifting alone
Dreaming up a master plan
Holding on to that which I can
Fading off into the grey scale
Holding on to that which I can
No eyes, no sight
Vision has blurred into the white
Now i'm hanging on
No time, no signs
Reason has fallen like the tide
Now you're just drifting alone