There are days when it seems 



That each and every single dream I once had 



Is dead and buried far into darkness 



Until suddenly I can see them again 



Around the impossible bend 



The night is passing by 

If we fall apart 



Then we will rebuild from here 



And when the time comes 



If the sunlight hits my face 



I know we dwell in possibility 

There are days when it seems 



That if only for a moment 



Things are clear and concrete 



So can I shrug it off? 



Just walk it away? 



If this was only just a dream 

So why the scars where the bones were broken 



Why these lines under my eyes 



Under my bloodshot eyes 

So if we fall apart 



Then we will rebuild from here 



And when the time comes 



I will not just shrug it off 



If this was only just a dream 

Why the scares where the bones were broken 



Why these lines under my eyes 

We dwell in possibility 



And if we fall apart 



Then we will rebuild 

There are days when it seems 



That each and every single dream I once had 



Is dead and buried far into darkness 



Until suddenly I can see them again 



Around the impossible bend 



The night is passing by 

We dwell in possibility 



But we may never see the ending 



We may never see the end of it 



Is this wisdom or weakness 



That we may never see the ending 



Never see the end of it