In and out of shadows,
to see you is to look into the sun and smile.
But with fire, you also bring a flood,
I say a prayer to make it to the end.
Just to see your face,
it’s like seeing an old friend,
but my soul is tormented by shadows,
and a smile is all I can muster.
looking at the skies,
saluting the new season,
I walk through the gates of the dreamworld,
with soft rays of dawn on my face.
The birthplace of shadows is a solace from reality,
and you only get one choice in what you believe.
Either something is wrong with you,
or the world is lying to you.