The decision is mine, will I remain the same
The cost of getting forced into something that used to be a game
The fragments
of joy, the fragments of faith
I can still recall when I feel that...
I'm present, I just know
If there's anything I should
regret
I would've been told
Counting hours, counting days
Will you listen, will you play
Is there anyone, who can get it
done
Taking me back to the place that I once belonged
What if tomorrow was gently taken
Away from me, away from
me...
Awaking the memories...
Was I meant to get old...
Repressing the agonies...
Start breaking the
mold
[Chorus:]
And the faith, comes back to life
Still waiting for, a constant thing to react
But I will save myself some
of the time
Keep aiming for, a constant thing to react
As the sleeper awakes
Mesmerized by the memories that walk by my
side
Shelter comes easy
As soon as sadness sets in
By an impulse the search will begin
Searching, collecting all the
things
I possess a Detecting, the insight I've earned in distress
Learning, finally I know how to breathe
Turning, turning away
from the greed...
So unpleasant, it strikes whenever I call
So relentless, as I fall
A grand awakening, will kill it
all
Nevertheless
I'll be my own precious god...
I can't resist, the things I've missed
And I'll make sure that it will last
the time, I will insist
What if tomorrow, was taken away from me
Away from me, away from me
Awaking the memories...
Was I
meant to get old...
Repressing the agonies...
Start breaking the mold
(Start breaking the mold)
[Chorus:]
And the
faith, comes back to life
Still waiting for, a constant thing to react
But I will save myself some of the time
Keep aiming for, a
constant thing to react
As the sleeper awakes
