It's midnight, and I'm all alone until the sunrise comes to kill my dreams
In time all of my imagination turns to dust it seems
Morning brings a dark anticipation - the end of time draws near
Daylight seems so bright and never-ending, but it hides the darkest fear:
That when the night time finally comes around again,
the dreams of yesterday will not return, forever at an end
Hold tight and hope I've made the right decision -
But I don't even know what for
This life; a voyage of anxious trepidation to an unknown distant shore
And now, despite my frantic preparation I'm taken by surprise
Somehow an unexpected new direction comes with the sunrise
Could it be that the waking world is just another kind of dream?
They both come to and end, but while I'm there, they're as real as they seem
Don't know tomorrow who I'll be, I second guess reality
Is tomorrow even there, and if I'm there will I still care
Have I retained my sanity and can I trust my memory
What if all I've seen today will be destroyed when next I wake?
It's midnight yet again, or was it ever? I can't tell for sure
All right: all I know is what I can see, and I know I want more
I sieze this moment whether or not it's real - it's all relative
Believe in experience however long lasting, cause I haven't the care to give
I'll take the good and the bad and whatever's in between
Devour the sensation because as far as I know it's all temporary
Midnight has abandoned me, the sun is burning up my dreams
I'm not the same as yesterday, tomorrow I'll have gone away
What is gone I cannot say I cannot say, when I wake to each new day
All that I had tried to keep is lost within the void of sleep
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