Had a dream that we were dead, but we pretended that we still lived.

With no regrets we never bled and we took everything life could give

And came up broken empty handed in the end

In the hearts of the blind, something you'll never find is a vision of light

With the voice of the dead, I'm screaming



I don't know who I am anymore

Not once in life have I been real but I never felt this close before

I've been looking in your window I've been dressing in your clothes

I've been walking dead, watching you, long enough to know I can't go on.



Had a dream that fire fell from an opening in the sky

Someone warned me of this hell, and I spit in his naive eye

And left him crying for my soul he said would die.

In the hearts of the blind something you'll never find is a vision of light

With the voice of the dead I'm screaming



I don't know who I am anymore.

Not once in life have I been real, but I've never felt this close before

I've been looking in your window, been dressing in your clothes,

I've been watching you long enough to know I can't go on.



In the hearts of the blind, something you'll never find is a vision of light

With the voice of the dead, I'm screaming



I don't know who I am anymore.

Not once in life have I been real, but I've never felt this close before

I've been looking in your window, been dressing in your clothes,

I've been watching you long enough to know I can't go on.



I've been looking in your window I've been dressing in your clothes

I've been walking dead, watching you, long enough to know I can't go on.