I live in a distant fantasy
I play the role as whoever I awake
You see, the reality I lead is something I can't shake
I stand in slow motion while the rest of the world keeps spinning
Unsure of who I am or where's the beginning
Feelings only lukewarm
Surrounded by a catastrophic storm
Opening umbrellas inside
'Cause I can't seem to escape the rain
Resisting all the grudges and the pain
I never understood the mantra "fight or flight"
'Cause I was never one for confrontation
And I've never been ready for the departure
I've only been one to wait and harbor
So here I lay atop a bed of flowers
The dark cloud hovering above begins to shower
Watering every plant and every seed
Blossoming a new path from my lonely tower
Everyone knows there's beauty in a storm
*But nobody ever tells you what it's like to be so worn