Looking out through painted windows 
Deep-rooted and without a clue 
Sets aside all differences and everything he's used to 
Takes a walk and the water falls 
Dries off so nobody knows 
That all along he's been trying to break away. 
Waking up, feel a heart that's beating 
Take a breath and feel that you're alive 
Who would have guessed that just by being you 
That you'd make it through this time? 
Another case of a [bad word] up dreamer 
Not knowing when to say when 
Believes in everything that he wants to believe in 
All a part of his identity 
Searches for happiness 
And makes it on belief 
All in all it's just a fantasy 
 [bad word] around in circles 
Trying to figure out just who it is we are 

Looking through painted windows! 
Your dreams [bad word] reality and fantasies an opportunity 
Reality in dream! 
Just take another look inside, now take hold 
And tell me what you see 

Looking through painted windows! 
New visions of a world that's been passing by 
And right before your eyes 
Nothing's as it seems! 
vision of the future and it seems fine. 

Live a day to ask another question 
Get an answer find another lie 
How beautiful does it all seem when looking from the inside? 
Find out what makes you different 
Hold [bad word] and don't turn away 
In doing so don't you know that you're gonna break away? 
We're a part of our worst enemy 
Tear us down and try to make us believe 

All in all we're in a fantasy 
 [bad word] around in circles 
Trying to figure out just who it is we are 

And looking through painted windows we hold onto our dreams 
moment passes by and it seems 
To open the flood-gate and let the future flow 
Now reach out and take a hold 
Don't be blinded by the glare you see 
Keep on and search, what makes you happy? 
Make it happen, go and dream 
Dreams [bad word] reality  [bad word] with this life 
Believe in all you've dreamt 
And keep on [bad word] in who it is that you are 
Just who it is you are