It is not I who sleeps
It is you who sleeps... you sleep
Insane you sleep, I sleep in sanity
Tonight your soul sleeps,
but one day you will feel real pain,
maybe then you will see me as I am,
A fragile wreck on a storm of emotion"
Countless times I trusted you,
I let you back in,
Knowing... Yearning... you know
I should have run... but I stayed
Maybe I always knew,
My fragile dreams would be broken for you.
Today I introduced myself,
To my own feelings,
In silent agony, after all these years,
They spoke to me... after all these years
Maybe I always knew...
And I often sighI often wonder whyI'm still here and I still cryAnd I often cryI often spill a tearOver those not hereBut still they are so nearPlease ease my burdenAnd I still rememberA memory and I weepIn my broken sleepThe scars they cut so deepPlease ease my burdenPlease ease my painSurely without war there would be no lossHence no mourning, no grief, no pain, no miseryNo sleepless nights missing the dead... Oh, no moreNo more war