What kind of dream is this?
No control in the truth they told
We didn't believe in this
Now it's facing us and we're struggling to hold ourselves up
Fingerprints on your window asking why does it seem that
Nothing out here has changed
They won't realise when you're gone
That you were going insane 'cos you could finally look beyond
Our ignorance was crystal clear
So don't expect that you will hear them calling out your name
Can we change the subject
This limbo we're stuck in has swallowed us whole
Maybe we're lucky we got this far
Eyes are looking in on us asking what we'd prefer
Finally care? Or carry on this war?
While nothing out here has changed
They won't realise when you're gone
That you were going insane 'cos you could finally look beyond
Our ignorance was crystal clear
So don't expect that you will hear them calling out your name
We're locked in the pitch black dark
Are they feeding us false hope?
Well I guess even you don't know
But have they found a reason for calling out, calling out your name?