I've seen and heard it all before

maybe not in this life 

familiarity arrives 

it's like i've been there before 

images mirrored doors 

surfaced in my mind in these eyes 

I'm staring through the stained glass walls 


you're watching me fall I'm so distant that I may be small 

confusion betrays and hides in corners 

so many out there more than I see 


these shimmering lights hide visions 

I must not refrain from dreaming 

I like the screams of silence 

they're somber in my cold and darkened room


these wounds may heal if I just rest 

and sit here for awhile 

subliminal drifting into new horizons 

this rising tide may not drown me 

but surely it will try much harder now 

and deeper than its ever been before 


all that I know is so distant then I am not sure 

confusion may still betray me