I know what would happen anyway
That's why it's pointless
The sky gives me another color
That leaves me a tale of nothingness
Even if it gives me another eternity
It still feels as blunt
Watching myself slipping backwards
With every step that I take on
There's always an end in the plot
Where I open the door
And leave myself on a train
To a land so far away

Still waiting in the station,
It's like I'm paralyzed by it,
Maybe I was just not meant to be here
Cause all I can recall is memories of pretend
Always less
Always too late,
And when I look into the mirror,
Not knowing what's real or fake
Not having anywhere to stay
There's no one looking back at me there

Just push me to the edge
Tell me how to dream again.