Bring me two glasses,
I'll choose one and lay myself on the ground
To see what will happen
When was the last time I fell asleep?
It seems to be a decade ago
Maybe I've got to stop everything,
Maybe I've got to use some kind of drug
Maybe I don't deserve to take that escape
Because sleeping erases bad thoughts
And if I die tomorrow what's my legacy?
Art? friendship? love? Hate?
Maybe I have to pray the lord, a god?
Morpheus? is he frightened?
Is he angry at me?
Sleepers legacy has been forgotten
In the insomniac graveyard
Morpheus, take me home.
There's no way of turning back
I need a back up. coming to your arms
I need to rest,
I need to forget
All my bad thoughts
To start up a new day
As if it is a whole new life
I don't want to stay back and get locked
Between two worlds anymore
I'm coming
Freedom is near
I think I'm gonna fly
Tomorrow is the beginning of my
Revolution